This is a song about "Gas fires"

Lyrically i'm ripping his teeth out with my hands forget pliers

If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires

Got my foot on the gas

Fell asleep in first class

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Or id be pumping gas

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Got em burning from infernal fires internally

Still got my nike boots

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Higher than the messiah, it's time to extinguish them fires

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse