This is a song about "Air"

And got her room number, you can find me there

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

And the air force scrambles fighters

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Please, just peep the crystal method where

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

Years back you believed that the world was fair

And now i walk around without a care

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Got our middle fingers in the air,

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

Park my plane right there

I can smell it in the air

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

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air