This is a song about "Petrol"

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Police searchin up my lex over who's petrol

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

Petrol clouds lurked over several crowds of people in the chilly breeze

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Fucking dowse you in petrol, then light you on fire