This is a song about "Road rage blow jobs"

Who life was for music and the road

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

These jobs you work around the clock, they make you go insane,

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

People love hodgy i hate you though

Suck on these nuts, blow bitch blow

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

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Simply rage and youthful exuberance

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

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

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

And i doubt that ever change

Said her hearts, in a cage

Down on the page, laced with rage,