This is a song about "Gas"

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

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

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

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

I'll get to em when i land

I got good gas and the weeds dank

Of the nearest gas station,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

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

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas