This is a song about "Air"

And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care

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

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Please, just peep the crystal method where

I can smell it in the air

No, not on top but down there

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Season opener, finna be there

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

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

And the air force scrambles fighters

Talking about the god you serve

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

When the depth chart came, there was no me there