This is a song about "Air"

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

I can smell it in the air

From out of nowhere

Don't you leave a seed in there

Everyday we live and breathe the air

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

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

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

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

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

Penncounting pennys over tha years

And the air force scrambles fighters

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

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