Joy Riding

Damn baby slow it down you got be praying to the God's above thinking this the last ride to Paris that I don't wanna miss. You riding this shit so fast with your foot on the gas hair blowing in the wind and all my thoughts just flew out the window. See this is nice you taking me on this fun little joy ride you got be gripping this seat tight looking at you in disbelief like OMG we at it again. Just another day of me screaming at the top of my lungs, as my eyes become the camera, capturing my life as it passes by. And you probably thought we was fucking, but I'm just expressing to you how this ride is no longer a joy. See my baby, well he upset with me and he says if he can't have me nobody can, so I just sit back,relax, and sing my song to you. He took it to the extreme and I tried to warn people but aint nobody was trying to hear me. We speeding fast dodging in and out of traffic like we running from the Dade County police. And my thoughts, well they decided to rush back into my head, and all I'm thinking at this point is DAMN what, went, wrong, should I be saying my last goodbyes to my moms. My eyes have just captured my last moments of joyriding and all of me is now wrapped around that tree.