This is a song about "Air"

Everyday we live and breathe the air

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

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

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

Another 5, eli won't even be there

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

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

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

And got her room number, you can find me there

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.