This is a song about "Thomas the tank"

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Cause in this tank, it's me and my bros rhyming for fun

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Set the house up like toast,with a tank of gasoline

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The vision is quite clear

Fill you gas tank with fucking fear

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

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

Saw the bombs on the news

With women with issues

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/