This is a song about "Gas"

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

She's the third this week and i haven't stopped for gas

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

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

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

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

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

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

I don't play, i'll get your ass to crash, i'll spray your face with massive tanks of gas

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

This how i hear it different

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Rags to the wrist glitter, car 6, rooms

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,