This is a song about "Ass in the air"

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

My mood is cocky, i'll mopping your ass on from the floor like its air hockey

The smell of blood in the air haunted me,

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

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

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

That bitch was racist, got me fired

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

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

One in the air for the people who fight

Let some in the air and say

But i dont never play

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare