This is a song about "Air"

I can smell it in the air

A life where we don't need no welfare

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

To see how long your lungs can stay starved of air

And now i walk around without a care

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

And got her room number, you can find me there

Got our middle fingers in the air,

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