This is a song about "Air"

Og like the prince of bel air,

And never should you tear

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

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Please, just peep the crystal method where

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for air.

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

When the depth chart came, there was no me there