This is a song about "Air"

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

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Season opener, finna be there

I don't even breathe the same air

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

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

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

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

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

Believing the screens or anything there

Everyday we live and breathe the air

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

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care