This is a song about "Price dropping of gas"

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

So give credit to my lack of ethics as you're dropping your jaws.

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Of the world's balls dropping to celebrate

I can barely wipe my ass

Or id be pumping gas

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

Burn rubber, trail of fire prior to gas and a lighter,

Of the nearest gas station,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Realizing the price

We hustle to survive

Got my foot on the gas

Why probe our ass

Before we see it's hard to live

Honey, you’re worth the price