This is a song about "Diesel engines"

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

I bed-rock bitches ironic like camaro 87 engines

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

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

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,

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

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

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

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

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

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch