This is a song about "Air"

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

Og like the prince of bel air,

You appear as if you care

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

And got her room number, you can find me there

I don't even breathe the same air

Three town homes in delaware

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

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

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

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