This is a song about "Bad gas"

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

And young teens how get shot at gas stations for loudest music,

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Its youngmigokidd on this fuckin beat hit that gas call it ghost

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

When you ain't got no education

Of the nearest gas station,

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Secret society all we ask is trust

She graduated top of the class

Or id be pumping gas