This is a song about "Air"

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

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

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

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

Og like the prince of bel air,

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

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

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

Multiple middle fingers in the air

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Everyday we live and breathe the air