This is a song about "Air"

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

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

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Turn around and then you flip your hair

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

I can smell it in the air

A life where we don't need no welfare

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.