This is a song about "Road rage blow jobs"

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

I own multiple chains, outsource jobs, and ship 'em overseas,

But i got these shitty jobs, and look at me, i’m educated,

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

You sell yourself for better jobs

You pull up in parking lots

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

You redundant, you never ever change

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

You promise that's change

Ive been livin with rage

Ran outside to see the big show

Suck on these nuts, blow bitch blow