I hear the tires peeling out from the track as they start their drag race.
I hear the engine roaring burning up the gas.
I hear people going crazy screaming on top of their lungs.
I hear linkin park at the far end of the racing track.
I hear the announcer rooting for a driver all time champion.

I taste the butter coming off the popcorn as i take a big chunk of it.
I taste the refreshing bud light running down my troat.
I taste the burp of hot Cheetos.
I taste this BIG weenie with filling of me yo!
I taste the after taste of medicine. uh!

I feel people jumping on top of me!
I feel the benches vibrating as the cars drag off.
I feel my mom griping my hand as she slips off the bench when some idiot bump into her.
I feel the echo bunchy off my chest.
I feel the awesome texture of icy drink!

I smell the sweat of people which is not very delighting.
I smell the barbecue ribs they grilling a few yards away.
I smell the gas that's getting burn every time they hit the throttle.
I smell the cigarettes that a few of people are smokin' a couple feet away.
I smell my brothers bad breath! :$

I see people jumping up and down as they win a bet!
I see lights going from red....... to green.
I see the racers assistance checking up the car.
I see my brother staring at a girl's rack??
I see my mom smacking my brother for what he is doing.