This is a song about "Air"

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

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

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

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

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

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

Everyday we live and breathe the air

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

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

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

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

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