This is a song about "Air"

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

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Everyday we live and breathe the air

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel 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

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

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