This is a song about "Love in the air"

If that bitch don't like you, she gonna tell you how she feel

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

The smell of blood in the air haunted me,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Apparent in the air that there's hysteria, they'll bury ya,

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Feeling like the air is hard to breathe in

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

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,