This is a song about "Air"

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

And the air force scrambles fighters

Like they not gon' stare

I'm running out of air

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

And now i walk around without a care

Og like the prince of bel air,

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

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

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

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

A life where we don't need no welfare

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Turn around and then you flip your hair