This is a song about "Air head"

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

For 9 years in spain had the time share

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

I can smell it in the air

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

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

Multiple middle fingers in the air

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

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

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,