This is a song about "Big gas"

Got my foot on the gas

Cause you're most likely to crash

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Make yo ass choke on the gas that i wrote/

More deadly to the blacks than hitler was with the sleep gas

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

I got good gas and the weeds dank

I'll get to em when i land

Bring your pen and your weed stash

It's too turned going up like gas

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

I don't play, i'll get your ass to crash, i'll spray your face with massive tanks of gas

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas