This is a song about "Air"

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

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Og like the prince of bel air,

I'm love stoned and i could swear

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

And the air force scrambles fighters

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.

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

Turn around and then you flip your hair