This is a song about "Air wick sins"

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

Believing the screens or anything there

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

He made me see the truths about peoples lies and their sins

With that weed in the air

U got all them drums in there

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Spinning like my many rims through the air,

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

What you believe in you gotta dig deep to see the sins,

One rap to repent for all your sins

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

To condemn me for my sins

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin