This is a song about "Air"

With that weed in the air

And never should you tear

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

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

Might as well prepare

I can smell it in the air

We both grown and i dont care

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

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

A life where we don't need no welfare

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

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

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare