This is a song about "Air"

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

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

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

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

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Turn around and then you flip your hair

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

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

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

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

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