Slow down, The front seat is up against my knee

Johns eating pasta sitting next to me, The pasta spilled all over the back seat

Chill out, My head is spinning and I cannot see

This is not the place I want to be

I need a bab

Slow down, I can't keep up with what you're tryna say

The radio is blasting in my face, My life right now is such a huge mistake

Chill out, My stomach's telling me I cannot stay

Think I need some fresh air anyway

I need a bab

Need to find myself inside this maze, Haven't had a bab in me in days

But it's alright, It's alright

Just need some fresh air and I'll feel alright, alright

I need a fucking kebab