Got our middle fingers in the air,
Day and night are my 'posites rare
To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare
Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air
Until all the air bubbles have popped.
Curl up like big worm when i drop
Then why the fuck am i yellin at air
She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care
Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair
Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for air.
Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair
Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.
Everyday we live and breathe the air
When the depth chart came, there was no me there
No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share
Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.
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