This is a song about "Air"

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Years back you believed that the world was fair

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

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

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

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air