This is a song about "Price dropping of gas"

A hidden past of pain living's had a price to pay,

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Who see a prize to pay a price of exchanging advice

Of the nearest gas station,

Go where you ain't been

With every sacrifice comes a price

I used to have a nine to five

The hitler of my youth, when i get on the mic and gas the truth

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

I don't play, i'll get your ass to crash, i'll spray your face with massive tanks of gas

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

I let this one burst of gas kill 11 million people.... blamed it on hitler,

Or just full on dropping

I'm doing the same thing