This is a song about "Air"

Everyday we live and breathe the air

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

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

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

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

Og like the prince of bel air,

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Season opener, finna be there

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

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