Adam Calhoun Octane Lyrics

I am not okay, somethin' wrong with me
Why you think half of these folks don't get along with me
I been up so late, and then it dawned on me
I'm a crazy motherf*cker, ain't no calming me
When I pull up to that thang, 93 octane
Better fill the whole tank, I'm talking gas
I got money in the bank, if you saying one thing
Put some bread on your head, that's your ass

I am not slidin', I am not violent
And if the guys make a move, I am not ridin' Yeah, right — click, bang cracka, you ain't put that time in
Hide behind security — I am not Ryan
I ain't got the iron, but I snuck in with some brass knuckles
Just in case I come across betrayal like the last supper
Body shot, break a rib, head shot, cave it in
I don't wanna fight unless he waitin' and saying shit
But you and sister talk a lot
Turn a bitch and call the cops
Reprimand, pullin' up, catch him in the parking lot