This is a song about "Natural gas"

Cant help my actions, they come natural

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I'm no stress-reliever, no natural born leader/

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Because there ain't no coming back from that

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

But i let off everything i have

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

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

I'm banking a full tank, you're running on low gas

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

Through tracks, tombs, gas moons encircled

With gasoline and unfastened gas valves,

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands