This is a song about "Gas"

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Make him inhale the gas fumes

Still got my nike boots

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

It's too turned going up like gas

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

More deadly to the blacks than hitler was with the sleep gas

Off jump boo, cudi give you funk

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Got my foot on the gas

She graduated top of the class

And bijies like im out and

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled