This is a song about "Air"

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for air.

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Og like the prince of bel air,

They're tryin to say that i don't care

With that weed in the air

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Got our middle fingers in the air,

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Spinning like my many rims through the air,