This is a song about "Air"

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

And got her room number, you can find me there

Multiple middle fingers in the air

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

They tryin to say that i don't care

Og like the prince of bel air,

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

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

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

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