This is a song about "I want my petrol"

Winning ain't all i want, his demise is my prize

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

And i dont want my heart to get broken

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Without ssc i feel misery, girls want to hop on my dick,

Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic

// aight so there's some things i want to get of my chest

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Keeping my syllables up cos i want my revenge

Started talking tough fuck i want my money damn i want it caching

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

You're on my mind more than i want you to be

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Haters better duck like i'm passing a pond

Baby your my dream come true i really want