This is a song about "Air"

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

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

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

Everyday we live and breathe the air

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

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

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

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

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

Another 5, eli won't even be there