This is a song about "Air"

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

I don't even breathe the same air

It's how we put it there

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Got our middle fingers in the air,

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

For 9 years in spain had the time share