This is a song about "Air"

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Got our middle fingers in the air,

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Another 5, eli won't even be there

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

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

Og like the prince of bel air,

I said hey, you right there

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

Multiple middle fingers in the air

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share