[Verse 1] Stuck in my spirit, trying to find endearment Nowhere near it, but I know Im here to feel it So I never let fear get in as a clear threat I just make my music and use it to heal breath Breath is the spirit, you should try breathing I do mine with puff and not just on the weekends Sometimes I feel like Im going in the deep end Then Im deep in, no need to depend Cause even the pen descends for a second Teaching me to lead and not to be second To my own low thoughts leveling I just want to meddle in Not one for being the most medaling kid Im sick of it and thinking big Trying to keep the game from getting rigged Cause my eyesight of the real is thinner than a twig Puts the scent in the wig, all aligned with energy From a pyramid in the grid [Hook] x2 I hear freespirited is always best So I invest in rest and focus on breath Cause breath is the spirit Cause without it theres death Then the spirit just exits And moves on separate [Verse 2] A cherisher of breath Ever since an asthma attack in the past Had me a gasping mess Felt like I was addressing death But fortunately I wasnt next And they told me hold it, inhale it, depress I did it excessive and got high off that Just some nerds third grade just puff it in the back After recess actually, in gym too if I had to breathe then Id leave Dizzy in the hall trippy Albuterol all in me Still no sips can befriend me To get their Henny, I still aint have it in me Not an enemy but Ill leave its entry, cup empty But they think Im drunk off of plenty 80 As, D placed in this tin And a HD screen still plays me big The tips are believing like Biebs was singing [Hook] x4
breath, spirit, cherisher, freespirited, albuterol