This is a song about "Air"

Please, just peep the crystal method where

Got our middle fingers in the air,

With that weed in the air

We both grown and i dont care

I say my prayers cause this life ain’t fair

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

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

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

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

And the air force scrambles fighters

Let's enjoy our younger years

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

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

Fuck barack’s change, we’d rather talk milian’s hair