This is a song about "Good gas"

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

It's too turned going up like gas

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas//

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

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

Don't know her name those ain't really important

With gas chambers, guards with cannons and

I got good gas and the weeds dank

With such an ugly picture in it and

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk