This is a song about "Diesel mechanic"

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

But i'm not the titanic i'm more like raps mechanic,

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

But a mechanic can't fix that, you should know that,

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

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

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

We don't believe you, you need more people

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

From mechanic shop to full time, never took a vacation

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

How to fix this, need a mechanic/ if only recovery was automatic/

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

Just before they seen my money in the green