This is a song about "Gas"

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

But here we show, there it goes, i remember gas stations,

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

Or id be pumping gas

While i'm rubbing on that ass

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

But she's not alonemiss independent

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

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

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

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