This is a song about "Walking on air"

Street walking all you jock straps on the cock with hunger

I ain't being facetious saying i speak for the culture

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

Walking on lonely long dangerous roads on nights he roamed

Even if you walk on air, you will not fall

She suck my dick while i'm on a call

My mood is cocky, i'll mopping your ass on from the floor like its air hockey

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I'm walking on the ice, man need a traction, think twice

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

We’re walking past the head on a silver plate

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Walking around with two different sets of shades on,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton