This is a song about "Air"

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

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

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

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