This is a song about "Gas pedal"

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Of the nearest gas station,

Got my foot on the gas

So much class, double d’s and ass

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

I chose to keep pressin' on the pedal, after we mourn

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Its cold as shit in this booth

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

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

I just write that right by a mic stand

I got good gas and the weeds dank

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

Moms really getting mad when i call you that