Story Behind The Song

Jason has gripped the energy and flow of emotion, anxiety, and power of the battles that are engaged on the racetrack. He has taken the heat and fire of the race and translated that all energy and put it into a song format, so the audience can visualize and sonically feel the force of a NASCAR race.

Song Description

This is a high energy song geared to get the audience engaged and enthralled in the feeling of the moment. Sealing the fate and bringing energy to the fever pitch of the cars crossing the finish line and onto triumph and success.

Lyrics

Hook

U looking gridlockd,
Pull over for a pitstop
I'm full speed to the tip top
Let me pass
I'm going for the checkered flag
Mash the gas (vrooom)
Leave u left in last


Verse
Hit the auto start
Then I'm gone on site,
My nite dome lite
Lookin like a strobe light

So poplock inside the whip
U see the stride is pimp,
Stick shift then I slide n drift

For them haters on the sideline
Tryin to trip
I shift into 5th gear
And I grind the strip

All ul hear is the tires screech
And once I mash the gas
Ul fall back, like reclining seats

So check the dash
It's clean so respect the stash
IL jet and pass
With one move u left in last

So check out my racing stripe
U can meet defeat
so ul see what it's tasting like

All u see is light streams
When I'm racing by
The way I fly
Ud think I cud taste the sky

And nobody fast as me
You must be in pipe dream
If u think u passing me

Hook


Written by: Jason Williams
Ascap # 548098614