This is a song about "Air"

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

Og like the prince of bel air,

I said hey, you right there

They tryin to say that i don't care

I'm running out of air

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

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

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

I don't even breathe the same air

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

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

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere