This is a song about "Gas and mud"

And young teens how get shot at gas stations for loudest music,

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

But i feel my transformation gon' smash the entire game

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Put the purp in the blunt

I ain't trying to be ignorant

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Dc star, a pg legend

Then i shun kids with the mud

Got my foot on the gas

I can barely wipe my ass

Looks a little like mud!

She was the queen of the club

She's the third this week and i haven't stopped for gas

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass