My hands are ten and two upon the wheel
My seat's back and I no longer feel you b**h, moan
I'm satisfied by silence
My foot's down, flush to the floor
The fear of God ain't much anymore
Compared to me behind the wheel of my machine
Wish I could shift up, because I feel like more
I've got my foot down flush to the floor
Drop down in O/D to satisfy my need
My hands are ten and two upon the wheel
The seat's back and I no longer feel you b**h, moan
I'm satisfied by silence
You're locked inside, strapped down to what holds
Not even God should have this much control
All over you and me, s**ing up more speed