This is a song about "Air"

And got her room number, you can find me there

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

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

Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for air.

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

And the air force scrambles fighters

No medal here, i'm well aware

I don't even breathe the same air

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Og like the prince of bel air,

It's how we put it there