Hey man you know I'm really okay

The gun in my hand will tell you the same

But when I'm in my car

Don't give me no crap

Cause the slightest thing and I just might snap

When I go driving I stay in my lane

But getting cut off it makes me insane

I open the glove box

Reach inside



I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride

I guess I got a bad habit

Of blowin' away

Yeah I got a bad habit

And it ain't goin' away Yeah



Well they say the road is a dangerous place

If you flip me off I'm the danger you'll face

If you drive on my ass

Your foot's on the gas

And your next breath is your last



Drivers are rude

Such attitudes

But when i show my piece

Complaints cease

Something's odd

I feel like I'm god

You stupid dumbshit goddam motherfucker

I open the glove box

Reach inside

I'm gonna wreck this fucker's ride