This is a song about "Air soft"

I'm running out of air

We just went there

Just a bunch of pussys actin hard when really there soft

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

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

Multiple middle fingers in the air

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Cause she cheap, you soft like sheep

Three town homes in delaware

With that weed in the air

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Nigga i go stupid hard cant go soft

And got her room number, you can find me there

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

And it really ain't my fault all your shit looks soft/

I'd rather have me no job than no heart