Spiritus

I can't heave no more
Feel a blockage in my breast
I can't sleep no more
Tempurpedic pockets full of stress
I can't even see no more
Got me under duress
I don't even feel like me no more
Take a rest

Breathing can change with certain moods
It took a beer to tell me
Attitude determine altitude
I could've been a mile high
Without my feet leaving the floor
On the threshold but too afraid to open the door

These burnt bridges could've prolly been mended
If I took the time to nasal strip them
I need new equipment
When I'm running and on the verge of collapse
I think about escaping to freedom
Evading slave catcher traps
Without the use of maps

My oxygen mask on my chest
Tatted in Latin, Spiritus Sanctus
My Holy Spirit can't be subdued or vanquished
So when I feel anxious, breathing meditation

Close your eyes, bow your heads
Do whatever you need to come to peace
Let's all breathe, inhale deep
For one, two, three
And then release
Still feeling tense, rinse and repeat

Close your eyes, bow your heads
Do whatever you need to come to peace
Let's all breathe, inhale deep
For one, two, three
And then release
Still feeling tense, rinse and repeat

The technique depends on breath control
And once you've learned that
The next step is to pierce stone
The rocks thrown on Fox
Turns the idiot box into a danger zone
Spinning like a cyclone

The result in the end everybody winded
Like a pick six by a 300 pound defenseman
That's how my city got its nickname as the windy
A bunch of hot air expended by politicians

1st and goal on the 1 against these patriots
I'm finna bring the fridge in
Watch out coming through
Stopping the movement
Counterproductive like smoking loosies
And trying to run up a few stairs

Either fight squares or fly up them flights to win
Inhaled air is 80 percent nitrogen
Albuterol puffs due to y'all bluffs
When duty calls I rush
If it gets to be too much
Two hits off a junt

Close your eyes, bow your heads
Do whatever you need to come to peace
Let's all breathe, inhale deep
For one, two, three
And then release
Still feeling tense, rinse and repeat

Close your eyes, bow your heads
Do whatever you need to come to peace
Let's all breathe, inhale deep
For one, two, three
And then release
Still feeling tense, rinse and repeat

Open your eyes
Flush out that carbon dioxide
For centuries old trees to sequester
The seeds don't need new stressors
It's code blue
And some of them green to stretching
As a relief method

Gassing the house with tales from the streets
Hard to breathe with asphyxia
I need a pick me up
My aid a fresh breeze off the lake
While looking at the city scape
To take my mind off of my own wake

Wrapped in white cloth at the janazah
Rest in peace to Pimp C
Became a king underground
With no need for a machine for sleep apnea
Lesson learned
Don't mix lean with asthma

A moment of silent G
Like phlegm in the diaphragm
My diagramming shows different patterns
Of heart chakra Anahata
Unstruck and unbeaten
Suffice to say suffocation
Not sufficient subterfuge
Exposing elephants in the room
Sitting on my chest, heavy
Whew!