This is a song about "Air"

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

Please, just peep the crystal method where

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

I can smell it in the air

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

And got her room number, you can find me there

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.