This is a song about "Air temperature rising"

I'm running out of air

Right, now you say you don't care

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Picture this, rising of an electrifying lyricist

Inevitable rising is what i symbolize

What a coincidence, i was bumping some plies

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

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Years back you believed that the world was fair

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

Multiple middle fingers in the air

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Then we cut, look how she say my name

You were rising straight to fame