This is a song about "Love is in the air"

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

I'm why baby fathers kirk

Swag in the air when i'm walkin in the room

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Oh-kay, here's the situation

Feeling like the air is hard to breathe in

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

I jump in the air to glide, she don’t want to fight

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

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

Woah there, woah there

With that weed in the air

I'm everybody top ten, you ain't even top tier

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

Fuck a bottle rocket blowin smoke out in the air

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere