This is a song about "Air jacket"

And never should you tear

With that weed in the air

I'm going up the snow without being zipped by a jacket

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

Got mad rhymes that's in a strech jacket

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Yo rhymes are so cold here's a jacket.

Season opener, finna be there

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Take a look at my jacket no you can't match it

I'm running out of air

U got all them drums in there