This is a song about "Aliens in the air"

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Put your hands in the air, bank clerk... work!!!

Why i can't move away

Let some in the air and say

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

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

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

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

Four in the air for the people stuck in their bubbles

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair