Lyrics:

We gotta get out of this one man-
8, 9 hours more we drive.
Someone has to take the wheel now man-
it's my last mile to drive.
This is just like sailing-
the Caddie's hydroplaning.

We'll get time to relax,
we'll get time to plan,
on the Westside.

The weather's been fucking with us non-stop man-
this mountain raod I can't navigate
With all the snow and the ice this is like a sport-
and I can't participate.