This is a song about "Money in the air"

The smell of blood in the air haunted me,

High heel wearer, hell of a body

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

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

We got acid in the air like we was pourin soda

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Take me away away

Let some in the air and say

So imma throw money in the air, like im tryin to pay the sky

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

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

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

Feeling like the air is hard to breathe in

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention