This is a song about "Need air"

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

I can smell it in the air

Multiple middle fingers in the air

They're tryin to say that i don't care

Right, now you say you don't care

Creepin up on you fell me,cold air.

Og like the prince of bel air,

From out of nowhere

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Until all the air bubbles have popped.

I'm out of here, gimme that breath of fresh air

Turn around and then you flip your hair

When they open the box and inhale the pale air.

And now i walk around without a care

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare