This is a song about "Gas station"

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Wandering pondering how far till the next gas station

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Every other week im in the station

Gotta make that cash

Got my foot on the gas

Through thick and thin

This is the end station

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,