This is a song about "Gas station"

Got me rushed to the station

This boa, what's your motivation

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

So ray j went straight to the radio station

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

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

I can barely wipe my ass

Or id be pumping gas

It's too turned going up like gas

So much class, double d’s and ass

Every other week im in the station

But im a well of inspiration

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

I'm talkin ideas , motivation