This is a song about "Good gas"

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

Clap two times if you drunk

I just write that right by a mic stand

I got good gas and the weeds dank

...that's all i have

Got my foot on the gas

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Make yo ass choke on the gas that i wrote/

You pay your favorite stripper car note

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

I don't play, i'll get your ass to crash, i'll spray your face with massive tanks of gas

But i let off everything i have

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass