This is a song about "Nitrogen gas"

Or id be pumping gas

Baby, you got that super bass

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

Spray nitrogen in your eye sever your pride then leave you to die,

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

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

More deadly to the blacks than hitler was with the sleep gas

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Recording in the bathroom at the gas station,

I got good gas and the weeds dank

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

This batmobile is real hard to steer

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

All she thinking bout is how to take his last