This is a song about "Gas bill"

Just put your hand on the glass

Got my foot on the gas

Heh, now don't go all kill bill

That's aids to the ill

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,

Slaying niggas in they sleep, buffalo bill

I used to be the most humble until

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

Lead us not into temptation

Of the nearest gas station,