YOU DRIVE LIKE YOU’RE IN A TANKnAND YOU’RE TANKEDnWITH THE WAY YOU’RE CHANGING LANESnNO WONDER YOU’RE BANGED UPnMAYBE YOU SHOULD HANG UPnDO WHAT’S RIGHT, DO WHAT’S RIGHT, DO WHAT’S RIGHT NOWnAND PULL IT OVER TO THE RIGHTnnnYOU PICKED THE WRONG TIME TO FUCK WITH MEnnnYOU ROLL LIKE THE ROAD IS YOURSnUNINSURED, WITH THOSE BENT, EXPIRED PLATESnPUTTING MAKEUP ONnINSIDE THE PASSING LANEnNOT THAT BRIGHT, NOT THAT BRIGHT, NOT THAT BRIGHT, CLOWNnSO PULL IT OVER TO THE RIGHTnnnI SEE YOUR PARKING STICKERnI SEE YOUR VISOR CHRISTnBUT YOU DON’T UNDERSTANDnTHAT THE WHEEL IN MY HANDnCAN DECIDE YOU FUCKERnnn(BREAKDOWN)nnnYOU DRIVE LIKE YOU’RE IN A TANKnIN THE WAY AND YOU’RE DRIVING LIKE A BITCHnYOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHITnI’LL PUT YOU IN A DITCHnDO WHAT’S RIGHT, DO WHAT’S RIGHT, DO WHAT’S RIGHT NOWnAND PULL IT OVER TO THE RIGHTnnnYOU PICKED THE WRONG TIME TO FUCK WITH MEnnnI SEE YOUR PARKING STICKERnI SEE YOUR VISOR CHRISTnBUT YOU DON’T UNDERSTANDnTHAT THE WHEEL IN MY HANDnCAN DECIDE YOU FUCKERnnnI SEE YOUR MOUTH IS RUNNINGnI SEE YOUR FINGER FLYnBUT YOU DON’T UNDERSTANDnTHAT THE WHEEL IN MY HANDnCAN DECIDE YOUR FUCKING LIFE