This is a song about "Radon gas"

Come with ya gas you’ll leave with a dead crew,

I can do better without you

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

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

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

But i let off everything i have

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

I'm banking a full tank, you're running on low gas

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

O -line down my throat fast! like im pumpin gas!

Catch you up on places i've been

Of the nearest gas station,