You were in your truck you were mad it was late in the day Driving home but forgot you could not drive on the highway.
You were fired again for fighting For your rights for equal pay its so insulting
Your truck was broken brakes engine you name it your truck needed to be fix On your way home traffic got busy and you were in the mix
It began to storm Black clouds began to form
You had no money one tank of gas Your tags were bad and your fake license would not pass
You knew your truck was on its last leg it won’t last Traffic was picking up speed the rain was coming down hard you were moving to fast
Traffic wasn’t going to let you move to the right You grabbed on the steering wheel with all your might
You only had three wheels and prayer You kissed the picture of your kids and wished you had a spare
You had nowhere else to go because you were pinned Traffic was not yielding then your head began to spin
Your truck was shaking really bad and you were yelling getting mad
The horns were honking the lights were flashing You just pray that this old lady would last before smashing
Since you lost your job you had no money coming in You were scared terrified and had goose pimples on your skin
The wheel was shaking the truck was Your eyes were wet because you were crying
No you only had three wheels and prayer You kissed the picture of your kids and wished you had a spare
Then a car came in from the left made you serve to the right You almost hit another car it was tight
No Your tires were saying they had enough they were going to blow You had trouble holding truck on the road so you push on the brakes to slow
Your truck continued shaking The windows were breaking
You had no brakes this was it you were dead You hope your kids were safe in there beds
Red lights up ahead you kept pushing on the brakes damm it why as you smashed your head
When the left tire blew Then the right tire blew Then the two back tires blew
Miracle do happen your truck halted Inches from hitting the guard rail and being vaulted
Over into the canyon down below to die You don’t know how you survived
Why You only had three wheels and prayer You kissed the picture of your kids and wished you had a spare
You only had three wheels and prayer Three wheels and a prayer
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