This is a song about "Cummins diesel"

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

The diesel is my gasoline, i just crash the scene,

I go hard like backs of beetles and hot as ignited diesel

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Hurling myself at an easel, i got more endurance than a diesel

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

I wanna be featured in a magazine, this diesel, it be my gasoline,

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people