This is a song about "Air conditioner"

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair

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

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

She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Ruining the air that everybody's gotta breathe,

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

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

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

When you see the instant replay

Let some in the air and say

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

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

No medal here, i'm well aware

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.