This is a song about "Air head"

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Please, just peep the crystal method where

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Let me breathe hard like it was hard

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

With that weed in the air

Like they not gon' stare

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

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

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

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