Don’t everybody like the smell of gasoline?
Well burn motherfucka burn American Dreams
Don’t everybody like the taste of Apple Pie?
We’ll snap for your slice of life I’m tellin’ ya why
I hear that mother nature’s now on birth control
The coldest pimp be looking for somebody to hold
The highway up to Heaven got a crook at the toll
Youth full of fire ain’t got nowhere to go, nowhere 2 go..

-Andre 3000

Gasoline Dreams/Stankonia/Outkast

(via themindofphife)