This is a song about "Air"

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

I said hey, you right there

Og like the prince of bel air,

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

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

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there