This is a song about "Air"

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Multiple middle fingers in the air

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

And got her room number, you can find me there

Og like the prince of bel air,

Right, now you say you don't care

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

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

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

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

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

Until all the air bubbles have popped.