They tryin to say that i don't care
I can smell it in the air
Multiple middle fingers in the air
Day and night are my 'posites rare
I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.
Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare
Oldest nation on this earth
And the air force scrambles fighters
No medal here, i'm well aware
Then why the fuck am i yellin at air
Until all the air bubbles have popped.
Well in that case, brother, then love her hard
Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air
Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair
I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air
My coach ain't care, so i ain't care
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