Precision - A.S.T.H.M.A. lyrics

[Intro] Yea... It's P... Jump into it like this... [Verse 1] 7 o'clock in the mornin' A silenced poem slept in my soul Written more and more as the day unfolds My breathing wasn't at ease Whenever in or exhaling, I plead With the holy force in hopes it isn't me Developing asthmatic traits at the age of twenty No medical history of this symptom, so if any Idea of what it could be... I'd say it's my Pops breathing complications That haunt me in my sleep, thus beginning With episodes of light wheezing The tight squeezing congestion in my chest Is merely upper respiratory infection From playing Tonk with Trell in Carolyn's kitchen Who is Trell? She's my cousin Carolyn's my grandmother just listen In the midst of throwing out triple 6's Trails of cigarette mist from the both of them Is what I get for just sittin' between 'em Chain-smoking asphyxiating my throat Secondhand nicotine k**er chokin' me so discreetly I hope this isn't asthma [Hook] Could it be my father's genetics caught up with me? Got me coughin' and wheezin' like k**-k**-ha! k**-k**-ha! Uhh... Could it be that my daddy's genetics caught up with me? Got a muthaf**a coughin' and wheezin' like k**-k**-ha! k**-k**-ha! Yea... Second verse look, uh... [Verse 2] A breathing mask of albuterol, said to turn me jittery Didn't make none of these nurses cute at all And to befall such embarra**ment Tellin' my mama it's probably bronchitis Ain't nobody got time for that! Finding it quite hilarious Parodies in conjunction with poetry In notepads paints you a picture of who Parrish is To be remembered beyond the days that he perishes Huffin' and puffin' into this mask got me lookin' like Bane From "Dark Knight Rises" Perhaps I'm wonderin' why you would shoot a man Before throwin' him out of a plane Quoting his lines in laughter Mark a line down the middle of a minus sign Making positive of the matter, see? I'm starting to believe every verse that I've written Has stricken my lungs with exhaustion Causin' a pause in my verse when I'm spittin' But I ain't worried at all That's what he'd risk to have air surgin' thru his musical art [Hook 2] Now could it be that every verse that I give to you Is making it worse for me? Got me coughin' and wheezin' like k**-k**-ha! k**-k**-ha! Yea... Uh, one more time look Now could it be that every verse that I give to you Is making it worse for me? Got me coughin' and wheezin' like k**-k**-ha! k**-k**-ha! Yea... A.S.T.H.M.A [Outro] D'Simba: Aye yo P, Just breathe my n***a, sh**!