This is a song about "Ill be trowing money in the air"

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

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

Ill never be the same

It’s not a game, hold your dame

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Im in it for the money

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

One in the air for the people who fight

Girl i don’t want to rush tonight

Four in the air for the people stuck in their bubbles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

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

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

Kill the jungle let the cats loose