This is a song about "Up in the air"

Air in the arteries doesn't compare to the snobbery

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

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

Watchin' cares flare up in the air like i asked 'em to leave

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

We got acid in the air like we was pourin soda

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Gluteus is in the air make sure that bitches ass is up

Let some in the air and say

Im on, im on tha way

Got our middle fingers in the air,

The way they hit her i just stop and stare

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

Titties, ass, hands in the air, it's a party over here