This is a song about "Air"

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

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

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

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

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

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

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

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

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