This is a song about "Hot air balloons"

Hot and cool when i spit, the air just popped

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Don't you leave a seed in there

Everyday we live and breathe the air

Og like the prince of bel air,

Woah there, woah there

And the air force scrambles fighters

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

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

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Turn around and then you flip your hair

With that weed in the air

And never should you tear

I’m the king of rock

I though i was red hot