This is a song about "Air"

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for 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 don't even breathe the same air

They tryin to say that i don't care

And the air force scrambles fighters

Or at least inquire similar desires

And got her room number, you can find me there

Got our middle fingers in the air,

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

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

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

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare