This is a song about "Air"

A deadly storm concoction is formed from cold hearts and hot air

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

Park my plane right there

With that weed in the air

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

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

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

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Everyday we live and breathe the air

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

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

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

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

This for my niggas that really rap hard