This is a song about "Gas"

Of the nearest gas station,

It ain't where i been

And i wonderwhere will i be next year

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Its youngmigokidd on this fuckin beat hit that gas call it ghost

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

Got my foot on the gas

Little light in the ass

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Secret society all we ask is trust

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled