This is a song about "Air canada"

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

I don't even breathe the same air

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

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

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

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

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Canada is where we made it from

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

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

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there