[Verse 1] Fifty pull-ups on the pull up bar When I hit award shows I wanna pull up a star Tank on E, got no time to bump So I'm running on fumes cause I live life once Duct tape in the trunk of, my corrupted mental Mood swinging lyrics like a woman on the menstrual Gold line sleeping, Union Station, Metro Skateboard push sneaks, high top retros Special but can't blend in like a gecko Fans running up asking me about my next show Like, let me grab my friends and let's go Rap is my pa**ion, f** tryna impress hoes I reach for the stars like NASA moon walking While you running ya mouths with ya goons talking Backstage with Left Brain in my own 'Preme And the haters is going to sleep, they gon' dream soon [Hook: Left Brain] I can't breathe I'm claustroflowbic Give me space I'm claustroflowbic Fame is a closet and I'm claustroflowbic
My breath, I lost it cause n***a I'm claustroflowbic [Verse 2] Left pinky in the brain News to the strain, doggy to the dane, great Tony the Tiger cereal boxes, I ate Flip the quarter, it's two faced, two roads, two gates Whichever I choose is a new fate New love isn't new hate, she got a cute face Bad attitude with a "How that cute taste" Getting at her, spitting at her, yeah, how the boot taste Gingivitis, toothache, mouthwash, toothpaste, breathing on 'em Spitting hot flows like the heat is on 'em Pretty hood like I Dickie wife beated on 'em Teeming material like a cousin skeeted on 'em Don't lie, don't hide, won't lie, won't die cause my music is alive Don't lie, don't hide, won't lie, won't die cause my music is alive [Hook] [Outro] Inhale, exhale Inhale, exhale