This is a song about "Air jump"

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

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Jump posing a kong-fu kick,

Killing these niggas off quick

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Got our middle fingers in the air,

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

And now i walk around without a care

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

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

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

I jump in the air to glide, she don’t want to fight

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

I can smell it in the air