This is a song about "Throw me in the air"

And got her room number, you can find me there

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

I gotta little clout

Pull me in, throw me out

He told me "just sit in this room with air-conditioner

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

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

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

Im still here but i can't skate

So slim davy throw me the tape

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Throw em in the river outdoors

Your arteries clog right in front of me simply from just the air you breathe

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth