This is a song about "Air"

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

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

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

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

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

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

We just went there

I'm running out of air

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

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

Og like the prince of bel air,

Three town homes in delaware