Me Creo Nelson Piquet

I hop in my Chevy,
fire up the engine,
and I’m off to hell with the ones who raised me.
I feel the power,
as I take another hit,
I'm a whirlwind behind the wheel.
I think I'm Nelson Piquet!!!
Or am I driving like Nigel Mansell?
I don’t know!!!
But I’m downing a Jack Daniels...
An old hag,
crossed the street,
without looking, I run her over,
a line fell, up my nose,
took the stiff to another country.
Asspera!!! Immoral!!!
Outlaw!!! Without mercy!!!