This is a song about "Propane"

Reach higher heights steep as k2 tripping on propane

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

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

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

It pumps propane, and as i spit,

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Spit flame your body is doused in that propane

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

The game changed me into +a different world+ like dwayne wayne

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

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

I hate the sound of fireworks and smelling propane.