Late night after work
I decided to get in a car that wasn't registered
What in the world I was thinking
In my mind I was doing a favor for a friend
As my hands and feet hop in the car
Im off to the races of road rage
Going down good hope at a steady pace
turn right on 43rd
thats when the road rage really happen
Once I hit that corner
I think Im in the fast & Furious
My foot hitting the pedal full force
Hands on the stirring wheel
With no remource
Friends say Tone the break are bad
I aint tryna hear it Im in racing class
I hit the bump and lose control
Car goes skurt skurrrttt BAM!
I hit the pole and total Some Shhh
Good thing me and my people still alive
We fleed the scene
We was so scared
Or maybe I was just un prepared for them L's
Now its just what in the world?
And a what the hell?