This is a song about "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

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

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

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

They tryin to say that i don't care

Og like the prince of bel air,

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

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

Got our middle fingers in the air,

For 9 years in spain had the time share