This is a song about "Air"

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

No medal here, i'm well aware

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

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

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

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

No, not on top but down there

With that weed in the air

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

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