This is a song about "Air force ones and ralph lauren"

And notice that no ones having ya protected,

Or you can do better on some hate shit

And the air force scrambles fighters

So you finally got the nerve

Always together in the darkest dark times and the brightest bright ones

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Its aiming right at yah and coming in full force

You's a fag, you like that shit, o.f. is the fucking clique

And force yourself to stay close but keep your anger discrete,