This is a song about "Air duster"

Now "bye" as the duster guards come on sweeping by.

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Park my plane right there

With that weed in the air

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

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

Might as well prepare

Og like the prince of bel air,

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

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

I don't even breathe the same air

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there