This is a song about "Gas grill"

Will get fricasseed on the grill then

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Rags to the wrist glitter, car 6, rooms

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Original can grill a steak that'll get the panties dropping,

They ain’t really for condoms, i just think that it’s shocking

Or id be pumping gas

Your life is a product of trash

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

With such an ugly picture in it and