yo everybody still taking shots at me since/ I was a little kid B always growing up on the radio when you're driving down the road listen to the radio when your heart stops in the cold look up midnight an see them City citylights so much crime in the city you wouldn't / understand if you was a man when you grown man thrown out in the world and you qn when it spends an twirls still goes back to the same thing but I get up mic to only perfect another track nobody said life is NASCAR an your on that fast track