This is a song about "Georgina gas"

But i let off everything i have

She's the third this week and i haven't stopped for gas

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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

Got my foot on the gas

Fell asleep in first class

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

Twist me up, let me crank

I got good gas and the weeds dank