This is a song about "Road rage"

Down on the page, laced with rage,

When i pull up in that candy range

Simply rage and youthful exuberance

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Life offers nothing, so i’m just spitting this rage,

Yeah, i'm close minded, and never gon' change

Recognize every rhyme or i just may rage

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

So its time for us to hit road

You pay your favorite stripper car note

You see i promised that i'd never change

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

Unconstitutional shit just like road blocks

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

So i'll probably end up working at mcdonalds, spittin' this rage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change