This is a song about "Gas price"

Commin out, tryna bounce, fisher price

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

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

This is something different

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Let's put it on cruise control

Sell my soul, price of coal

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

My rhymes pre-cise, i'm too much for you, like weed's price.

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

Why a black nigga take ass over class

I got a green bag with them blue strands

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,