This is a song about "Air"

Og like the prince of bel air,

A life where we don't need no welfare

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

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

You got a baby boy or girl in there

We both grown and i dont care

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

And the air force scrambles fighters

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

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

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

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire