This is a song about "Air"

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

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

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

It’s not fair, the ones with the good hair

Then why the fuck am i yellin at air

No medal here, i'm well aware

Multiple middle fingers in the air

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Believing the screens or anything there

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

I'm steady well known from here to bel air

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

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

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

And the air force scrambles fighters