This is a song about "Air"

Everyday we live and breathe the air

For 9 years in spain had the time share

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

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

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Years back you believed that the world was fair

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

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

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

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

You got a baby boy or girl in there

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

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

They're tryin to say that i don't care

With that weed in the air