This is a song about "Air atmosphere layers and weather"

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

Not just hoes, and lambos, in a great atmosphere

We used to chill and find a place to smoke weed when the weather

Me i never call em back, she said that y’all go together

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Let some in the air and say

Im im on tha way

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

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

And weather or not she likes me is still a blur

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Everyday we live and breathe the air

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

Still we be praying that the weather stop playing and cool the tropics

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience