This is a song about "Air pollu"

And the air force scrambles fighters

Or at least inquire similar desires

We both grown and i dont care

Everyday we live and breathe the air

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

Multiple middle fingers in the air

You got a baby boy or girl in there

She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Years back you believed that the world was fair

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