hey man you know i'm really ok

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 makes me insane

i open up the glove box

reach inside

i'm gonna wreck this fuckers 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's a dangerous place

if you flip me off i'm the danger you'll face

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 wrecker this fuckers ride