This is a song about "Nitrogen gas"

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

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

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

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

It's too turned going up like gas

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

I got good gas and the weeds dank

I start to think it's all planned

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

You dumb ass you bite the vicodin like vitamins i'm nitrogen,

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son