This is a song about "Gas"

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

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

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas//

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass