I won't be messed with, so I drove a Tesla to a Chevy dealer
Punched him in his face, and left the premises in an MX-3
Less than three this reckless abandon, never said I was slammin' a Cammer
I'd rather lift a Hummer and hammer it into a Tucker, a black Bug and a Camry
Collateral damage is factual, nasty, splattering passersby with a pastabowl
Always laughing, my back'll need stitches, sciatica,
Mad Max and I'm scrapping the jacked Mack for an Attica
I wait for eradication, it's baffling
Faff with this master taffer, get stamped till you're Super Avilyn
Slapped till you're pushing daffodils, Applejack on a grassy hill,
Stalks of flax, with some rocks in a basket, Maud, and a hammer mill
After that, they'll be scrambling back to their pad, I blast it
And leave it in ashes, back from the blackest depths, I am vast
And unstoppable, shackles impossible, stop the weak struggling
Ain't nothin' but excessively aggressive beat hugglin'

R.I.P. Blaze Red 1993 Mazda MX-3 Precidia. I miss you, though you needed work I couldn't afford. Sigh.