This is a song about "Diesel trucks"

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

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

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

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

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,

What happened to em, innocently used to play with and adore toy trucks

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

Flee as i pry his blood, right by this trucks underneath

We don't believe you, you need more people

Many kush flavors, og kush and sour diesel,