This is a song about "Air horn"

Me? i'm wolf, you can call me tyler though

I be the type to take off before the horn blow

Og like the prince of bel air,

Day and night are my 'posites rare

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

And the air force scrambles fighters

Another 5, eli won't even be there

I don't even breathe the same air

I can smell it in the air

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

If you side against the horn you are ludicrous

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

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