This is a song about "Air"

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

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

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Right, now you say you don't care

Everyday we live and breathe the air

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

And got her room number, you can find me there

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

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air