This is a song about "Air"

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Believing the screens or anything there

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

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

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

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

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

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

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