Breath Back

Breath back, I'm just tryna get my breath back Breath back, I'm just tryna get my breath back Breath back, I've been tryna get my breath back I need my breath back it's like I went and smoked a full pack Breath back, I'm just tryna get my breath back Breath back, I'm just tryna get my breath back Breath back, I've been tryna get my breath back I need my breath back because without it, no more rap tracks Breath back, how come I can't get my breath back? Way too many syllables n words, like I been on crack Got a lotta plaque inside my sacs that filter out gas A couple oxy atoms and some carbon for the lilacs Knapsack, filled up with a stack, a couple knick knacks Packs of little snacks n packs of loud, I call em back packs Scratch that, way too many cats are snaggin' lab rats And since 6ix snitched, he's been fishin', where the reals at? Shit If you ain't got my back, you can suck my dick There's no point in bein' loyal if you can't keep it - to yourself What the hell, farewell to those shitty little figments of the past, lost time, I'll leave it I went from not caring to carin' too much I'm aware of it and now I'm back to no fucks, who's Kerrigan? Maybe I should grab mandarin n dye my hair again Then maybe I'll be saved and pulled out of the chokin' snare I'm in Breath back, I'm just tryna get my breath back Breath back, I'm just tryna get my breath back Breath back, I've been tryna get my breath back I need my breath back it's like I went and smoked a full pack Breath back, I'm just tryna get my breath back Breath back, I'm just tryna get my breath back Breath back, I've been tryna get my breath back I need my breath back because without it, no more rap tracks I made a choice to build a platform and a voice and as a white boy rappin' I'm responsibly noisey Ring around the rosie, a pocket full of posies You know that song's meaning correlates with the Floyd thing? Unpredictable how life goes, so despicable It's critical when moving towards the future to be critics, yo I'm not a cynic though, I speak my mind, it's literal What happened - hella sad, but I'm not tryna get political Rock-solid, Rushmore, like I'm a mineral 8 eyes, inescapable peripherals Tunnel vision, tryna change the world, hospitable Formidable n lyrical, so flick it on - clitoral Nobody hears me though, I guess nobody cares about the messag I'm aggressive, and I'm vocally insensitive I'm hoping one day you'll understand all of these lessons But I'm breathless, I'd surprise myself if I even finished this sent-