This is a song about "Diesel engines"

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

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

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

I bed-rock bitches ironic like camaro 87 engines

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

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

We self-made but never is an i on the team

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

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

I think the engines running run nii**a n**** bitch

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

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

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

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,