This is a song about "Gas station"

Of the nearest gas station,

Go where you ain't been

Lead us not into temptation

This is the end station

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Life's like a weather station,

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Experimentation with inflation, float away in space and place a space station,

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

So change up the station

Through thick and thin