This is a song about "Gases"

You're passed to the back of the class for your flatulent gases

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Its all got unknown gases and u wont have a handicap

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Mutant passage,i am breathin gases of concentration