This is a song about "Air vent"

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

It's a better way to vent

I write when i'm depressed because its my only vent,

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Multiple middle fingers in the air

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

Cant afford my rent so i need to vent

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

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Believing the screens or anything there

Raise it , don't debate it, when you need to vent

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest