Breath

[Verse 1]
Well you can make any day the greatest day
Just visualize peace when you play this
I'm not saying my whole life's a meditative state
But I was calm, cool, collect when I laid this
Call me the Grouch, but I don't get upset
Kick a verse through the speaker, get my gouda, then jet
Back to my fam, I live the life of a man
Two cars, two dogs, a wife, and a plan
I told you I was making sense
All else will make you crazy like following trends
But keeping up with the neighbors won't save ya
I'm deep enough to know myself; now that's major
And I'm proud of me
No male figure to teach me how to be
Oh well
Too eager to reach outerly, I should have known
If all was good at home, I wouldn't have grown
I put it in poem to show 'em a better way
Something abstract and clever, not led astray
Break bread, make good, awaken
We takin' this hip hop back to self-creation
Meaning I can say whatever I want
And I don't have to act a certain way to make a chunk
Ain't a punk just because it's not the same as before
Temptation lures, but my aim is pure

[Hook]
It used to be stress; now it is breath
It used to be broke; now it's invest
It used to be faded, and now it's controlled
It used to be underground; now it's known
It used to be young, and now it's classic
It's still good music, and it still is magic
I still am feelin' true to myself
My family, my friends, my everyone else

[Verse 2]
And now I'm smarter; I put a filter on my water
And I bless my home cause I'm raising a daughter
Can't be a porn addict no more; that's smaller
Than who I'm supposed to be; hoes, please don't holler (Hey, Grouch!)
I can hear the call of the wild
Another man down, swallowed by the mob of the crowd
But I hold my ground, speak loud
Tell them simple is the new cool, young fool
Sober is the new drunk, pregnant's new skinny
How long you gonna fuck the world and ride on enemies
Supplied amenities, I use them
I don't rely on crutches though, plus it's oozin'
Out the pores of my skin, pure truth
And when combined with the beat, you feel the music
Literally healing movement
Watch the expressions change from blank to student
And all the people say don't stop doin' it
So I won't be one to badly influence them again
Just fill my soul as ink from the pen
I think, fill a hole for every now and then

[Hook]
It used to be stress; now it is breath
It used to be broke; now it's invest
It used to be faded, and now it's controlled
It used to be underground; now it's known
It used to be young, and now it's classic
It's still good music, and it still is magic
I still am feelin' true to myself
My family, my friends, my everyone else