This is a song about "Gas"

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

Rolling while im blowing this stash

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

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

Make him inhale the gas fumes

When they hear me rocking the groove

It's too turned going up like gas

Poppin purple tagsshow my face for cash

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

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

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

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

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash