This is a song about "Air"

Got our middle fingers in the air,

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

Day and night are my 'posites rare

With that weed in the air

Believing the screens or anything there

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

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

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

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

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

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

I can smell it in the air

She tried to call home mom dukes ain't care