This is a song about "Working at a gas station"

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Burn rubber, trail of fire prior to gas and a lighter,

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

At a train station, no discrimination intended

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

How come you pick me last, i made my raps straight from scratch

I'll spray you with gas and toss you a lit match.

I'm looking for a hiding station and my heart is racing

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

And young teens how get shot at gas stations for loudest music,