Rolling down 101, here comes Monster Truck Guy
His truck has the highest lift kit money can buy
An engineering marvel, because gravity it will defy
Looms over everone blots out the blue sky
Drinks enough gas to drain Texas and Oklahoma dry
A star spangled custom paint job he will apply
If his fancy rims get scratched MTG might just want to cry.
But that he’s anything less than 100% macho don’t you dare imply
Out on the highway he’ll almost drive up your brown eye
Always in a rush to bring along the great greenhouse frizzle fry.
When he rumbles past he’ll give you the stank eye.
His sense of entitlement is just like Captain Bligh
Looking down on people is easy when you’re up so high.
To maintain an affectation of utter machismo he must always try.