This is a song about "Air"

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Everyday we live and breathe the air

U got all them drums in there

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

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

I don't even breathe the same air

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

Og like the prince of bel air,

Like they not gon' stare

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air