This is a song about "Air duster"

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

Og like the prince of bel air,

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

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

I don't even breathe the same air

You appear as if you care

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Please, just peep the crystal method where

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Turn around and then you flip your hair

And got her room number, you can find me there

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air