This is a song about "Air conditioner"

Ruining the air that everybody's gotta breathe,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

I said hey, you right there

Og like the prince of bel air,

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

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

And got her room number, you can find me there

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

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

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

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

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Season opener, finna be there