Grand

Driving down grand
Steering with my left hand
In my right a cup
Driving drunk
A cop speeds by
Pulls over a black guy
My heart skips a beat
I put lead in my feet
My experiment, a test
Odometer hits eight zero
As I brush my teeth with snow
I feel good, this whiskey gives me a temporary reprieve
Everyone else is breaking their back
While I coast down the black tar filling in the crack