This is a song about "Air force one"

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Askin for the task force to

No, not on top but down there

I'm running out of air

Im higher than obama flyin air force one

After the club, gettin you open

I don't even breathe the same air

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

And the air force scrambles fighters

Then i force them to cum

If a nigga didn't fake like them