This is a song about "Big gas"

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

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

But she's not alonemiss independent

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

You're uncool like my mother kin

Of the nearest gas station,

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,

Still got my nike boots

Make him inhale the gas fumes