This is a song about "Trying to break into a gas station"

What up girl, tell me how you been

Of the nearest gas station,

Jump into the car to peel out of the gas station

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

I'm trying to find new ways, to break through, in this rap game,

Leave their station and form a nation, i say to you goodbye

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

So to wrap things, you douglas never did give me a break

There’s a glass ceiling to break, uh huh

Our children must be taught, of africa

Because there's no fuel to hold our gas

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Go on vacation, cant even afford to get on a train at the station

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation