This is a song about "Air"

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

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

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,

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

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

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

You got a baby boy or girl in there

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Og like the prince of bel air,

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

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

No wonder why when times get hard

Everyday we live and breathe the air

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there