This is a song about "Road rage"

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

This road.....never seems to end

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road

Lambo, roscoe, no street code

Simply rage and youthful exuberance

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Will only fuel my infatuate rage

Cause all this pent up rage

And i doubt that ever change

That k o d a lil bit of change

Ive been livin with rage