This is a song about "Gas fire"

Burn rubber, trail of fire prior to gas and a lighter,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

I pipe in and one night her

Your on fire.. your on fire

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

I ain't trying to be ignorant

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

I got good gas and the weeds dank

Your on fire.. your on fire

See, i like the person that you are

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled