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

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

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

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

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

By any means necessary get campaign right

One in the air for the people who fight

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

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

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

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

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

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

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon