This is a song about "Nike air max"

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

Got our middle fingers in the air,

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

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

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Mad, just like max, you must be glad you had a patch/

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Your pitiful stop i'm the devil in nike airs

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

But go ahead and take that nike sign and just do it!

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there

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