"Devil driver"

    I've been riding shotgun with the Devil for way to long
     The stench of Meth with a mixture combining my ex-girlfriends on his breath were still real strong
     He laughed, spitting in my face
     And as it dripped to my lips he pointed, asking if I remember the taste
     Burning rubber, pushing gravel on our way back to his place
     I discovered as we got closer, the more it started getting warm
     He was talking up a storm, texting on his phone while he was driving and downloading porn
     Nothing but disrespect, speaking calm, cool and collect about how he was gonna wreak, causing me to smash through the glass, hitting a tree, snapping my neck
     Then he quizzed me
     "What side are you of? Hate or love? Push come to shove your either going down under or the sky above."
     He was getting loud
     "Tell me this now, it's your last shot!"
     I swear, I was sweating as we pulled up to his playground, it was becoming fucking hot
     With the air turning stale as well as my face growing pale, the last thing I recollect was him welcoming me to hell
     Then I woke up from that nightmare
     But I was still there
     In a Texas State Jail