This is a song about "Up in the air"

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

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Let some in the air and say

Lift your hands up in the air and wave'em like you just dont care

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

And left my hand up in the air like i just shot the j

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Soul music in the air nothing but blues

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Standing on the chair ready to kick and dangle in air.

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

One in the air for the people who fight

Swag in the air when i'm walkin in the room

Just regret the fact that i left too soon