This is a song about "Gas"

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

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

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

I'm banking a full tank, you're running on low gas

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

You outta gas? do you got a flat?