This is a song about "Breath air"

Wastin all my goddamn breath

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

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

Runnin' this bitch like i do not care

Og like the prince of bel air,

On your throat, lungs and on your heart till your breath is lacking air to depart.

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Go back under water, gotta catch my breath

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Multiple middle fingers in the air