Fasten Your Seatbelt

Rorshax! A lyrical rat rod and I got

Heavy metal racers making a pit stop at hip hop

'Cause my bars have higher power than a racecar that

Spits fire while burning rubber on the racetrack tarmac

Gonna pass the checkered flag with a checkered past

Got a roll cage for when I road rage just in case I crash

This is more than a pastime or just a hobby

This is years of dominating the Gran Turismo lobby

This is years of blood sweat and tears

Grinding gears, praying my paycheck clears

I look like vermin to the frat boy in a German

From a dig he’ll zig and hail me as the champion