This is a song about "Flying in the air basketball"

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

Like basketball i toss the alley

Than the muse of a family

With that weed in the air

They're tryin to say that i don't care

I said the skiy is the limit? shit im flying up in it

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

That try to chase these skirts

You are one in the flying herds

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

One in the air for the people who fight

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

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

And i'm suspended in the air floating

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin