This is a song about "Air head"

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Right, now you say you don't care

Everyday we live and breathe the air

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

A working genius, a work of art

And if they did, they didn't care

With that weed in the air

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

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

Another 5, eli won't even be there

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

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.