This is a song about "Toxic air"

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

South side, tc your sick toxic topics aren't toxic

You say you're toxic

He might have the same whip

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Multiple middle fingers in the air

I don't even breathe the same air

Another 5, eli won't even be there

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

It's like we're spewing venom, it's raining toxic liquid,

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

And send ya into toxic waste in a frozen solid lake,

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Some sort of sensual magic can crackle through the air

I'm running out of air

Hey, you right there