This is a song about "Chatting gas"

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

Me against you the movie of the year

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Your life is a product of trash

Gotta make that cash

Got my foot on the gas

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

In the house, holla back

Act fact, hourglass, pedal to the floor, step on the gas

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas//

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

And i can't stop chatting

Let my angel sing