This is a song about "Air horn"

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

If you side against the horn you are ludicrous

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

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

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

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

When i combine the two weapons i get the devil's horn

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Please, just peep the crystal method where

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

They're tryin to say that i don't care

With that weed in the air

Day and night are my 'posites rare

Og like the prince of bel air,