This is a song about "Gas"

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Strike your ass with liquid nitro gas, light the hash,

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Secret society all we ask is trust

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

She can only live for the moment

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

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

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Of the nearest gas station,