This is a song about "Air"

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

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

Season opener, finna be there

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

Multiple middle fingers in the air

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

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

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Everyday we live and breathe the air

So you finally got the nerve

And the air force scrambles fighters