Hats of to the bull im whippin ripping gripping through the street. to fast blast passed didnt notice me.*2 the demon in approaches me with a blank stare solar flares banging outa my quad pipe. transpolar louder than the dro in my blunt. vision vivid i dont know what the fuck. foot stuck to the metal touching the ground happy with a smile on my face what im made from dust and them bones they want to see me down with a frown on my face. mean while haters girls hoes to me but they grind on my dick stick to the plan i ran through that bitch to quick she didnt last. took a blast and pulled out the bull butterflys on the doors misery i know not anymore exotic whip with a red flag in its face i fade to black,end,and win the race.