When the depth chart came, there was no me there
Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.
Then why the fuck am i yellin at air
Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear
And the air force scrambles fighters
And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth
Even then we got people out there drowning, gasping for air.
It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear
I'm just sellin' my thoughts there
I'm running out of air
Got our middle fingers in the air,
They're tryin to say that i don't care
Real words...elegant: a piece of art
Until all the air bubbles have popped.
Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere
A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air
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