This is a song about "Air"

Your a kid posing like willow in bel air,

No medal here, i'm well aware

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

I'mma stop right there and i know you don't care

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

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

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

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

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

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

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Rap and do the impossible like i can carry air.

Everyday we live and breathe the air

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there