This is a song about "Gas molecule"

This is why her nigga mad

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

More deadly to the blacks than hitler was with the sleep gas

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Act fact, hourglass, pedal to the floor, step on the gas

No one-half and i hate math

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

I don't play, i'll get your ass to crash, i'll spray your face with massive tanks of gas