This is a song about "Air"

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

They tryin to say that i don't care

I can smell it in the air

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

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

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

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

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

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

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

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.