This is a song about "Air"

A life where we don't need no welfare

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

With that weed in the air

You appear as if you care

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

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

And the air force scrambles fighters

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

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

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Got our middle fingers in the air,

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.