This is a song about "10000 fist in the air"

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

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

I jump in the air to glide, she don’t want to fight

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

Don't you leave a seed in there

I can smell it in the air

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Titty, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

Titty, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

Let some in the air and say

Brr, brr, ay, lemme see, okay

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there