This is a song about "Air vent"

A mile wide, smile while i vent

See, you're my best friend

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

I hold the pen and vent my thoughts, release, all i need's a line,

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

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

Everyday we live and breathe the air

Years back you believed that the world was fair

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

Locked his woman into a vent there and then,

Multiple middle fingers in the air

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Woah there, woah there

Og like the prince of bel air,

I'm running out of air

And never should you tear