This is a song about "Air"

Everyday we live and breathe the air

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

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

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

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

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

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

With that weed in the air

Might as well prepare

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.