This is a song about "Air freshener"

Turn around and then you flip your hair

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

And the air force scrambles fighters

Day and night are my 'posites rare

I can smell it in the air

They tryin to say that i don't care

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

Everyday we live and breathe the air

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

With that weed in the air

U got all them drums in there

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

Those flashing lights come from everywhere