This is a song about "Air"

Park my plane right there

With that weed in the air

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

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

Season opener, finna be there

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

Og like the prince of bel air,

I said hey, you right there

We both grown and i dont care

I'm running out of air

Everyday we live and breathe the air

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

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

The birds i knew flip birds

And the air force scrambles fighters