This is a song about "Air"

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

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

I can smell it in the air

A life where we don't need no welfare

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

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

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

Everyday we live and breathe the air