This is a song about "Air"

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

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

Talking of the gods you serve

And the air force scrambles fighters

And if they did, they didn't care

Og like the prince of bel air,

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

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

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

Multiple middle fingers in the air

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

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