This is a song about "Gas station"

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Wandering pondering how far till the next gas station

Act fact, hourglass, pedal to the floor, step on the gas

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Got me rushed to the station

When you ain't got no education

So ray j went straight to the radio station

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

'cause he's a #boo-#llet train that won't stop at your station

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

This is the end station

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

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass