We all have road rage, it lies deep inside.
For some its uncontrollable, for others its easy to hide.
We all have somewhere to go or someone to see.
The speed limit is thirty five, this old bastard is going twenty three.
Oh look from the fast lane its some rich mans child.
Driving in a Dodge Viper with a licence plate that says “wild”.
He cuts off everyone behind you and he’s coming to make a pass.
You roll down your window and yell “Kiss my ass!”.
You drive on and well off into the night.
Then along comes a tailgater with his high beams on very bright.
It blinds you so much  you almost drive into a ditch.
So you decide your going to slow down just to screw with this bitch.
You both pull over  it looks like your going to have a fist fight.
You feel your going to beat this motherfucker,you ready your power and might.
Then all of  a sudden this guy pulls a shotgun out of his trunk it looks like a twelve gauge.
You tell yourself “fuck this!” speed away and swear yourself never again to have road rage.