This is a song about "Air"

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

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

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

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

I'm running out of air

Three town homes in delaware

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

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

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

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

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

I don't even breathe the same air

Multiple middle fingers in the air

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair