This is a song about "Air canada"

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

They tryin to say that i don't care

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

You ain’t wet nobody, nigga, you canada dry

I said hey, you right there

I can smell it in the air

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

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

We in canada got 170,000 men though... uhh oh. i think we got the upper hand.

Cause these suckers wanna spray where i lay downmy homie lost his family and snapped

I don't even breathe the same air

No medal here, i'm well aware