This is a song about "Propane"

It pumps propane, and as i spit,

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name

Reach higher heights steep as k2 tripping on propane

You got me fuming, i'm propane, profane, prolifically grow others to pros,

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Cocaine, gold chain, mary jane, propane, slow-vane, no brain, red vain,

Spit flame your body is doused in that propane

Down in dallas at the all-star game

I hate the sound of fireworks and smelling propane.

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne