This is a song about "Gas"

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

It's too turned going up like gas

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Secret society all we ask is trust

Make yo ass choke on the gas that i wrote/

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

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

I got good gas and the weeds dank

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled