Car Raps, Beer Taps, and Stupid ...

New to the rap game, find me spittin when commutin in the fast lane

My fans drive by see me rappin hopin that im gonna lay a quatrain

They see me every morning know it's gonna be a new day

Hey, but I'm just hopin i can entertain. I ain't in it for the fame,

and I'm just tryin to kill a little bit pain

that surely come from livin in the day to day,

cause i ain't tryin to go and fade away.

 

I'm in it for the fun and I'm havin blast.

My four door club ain't never strapping you for cash.

Drummin on the wheel and bangin beats out on my dash.

Tunes from outer space stole em straight from Pluto Nash

 

Workin long days watch the time so I can clock out

Pack up all shit, give em deuces and I walk out

Hit up all my friends, get a table, grab a cheap drink

These people that i'm hittin when i feel i'm on da brink

of disaster. Time wanna slow down but it's faster.

Life 's a bitch? Man I say that shit is a real bastard.

Temper tantrum throwin shit I gotta pick up after.

What I gotta do to feel like i am my own master?

I think i'll find God so I can ask her.

laughter: is what i'll get in reply, cause i am plastered

probably a relevant factor

but ya know... I think she probably knew that.