I used to rule the grid Fans would rise when I took the win Now, in the garage, I feel alone Spin on tracks I used to own I used to scrap for miles Feel the fear in Alonso's eyes Listened as the crowds would chant As I matched Senna, Niki, Jack, and Alain One minute, I held the crown Next, the media tried to drown me in critique and doubt And now I think my confidence's down That's why I spin 'round I see the blue flags the stewards are waving But this time, it is I who's paving The road for the winner, like in Brazil Where Schumacher handed me the wheel There're some issues I can't explain I'll be gone but never Never without the dream Could I reach it with a new team? It was a wicked and wild wind Blew rain clouds over everything Rainy weekend, I came out on the top In the temple of speed, joining the club Getting in the main machine Almost made '09 the team's But came back fighting Nando for the crown Never leading till the final round I see the blue flags the stewards are waving But this time, it is I who's paving The road for the winner, like in Brazil Where Schumacher handed me the wheel There're some issues I can't explain I know Binotto will call my name Never without the dream Could I reach it with a new team? I see the blue flags the stewards are waving But this time, it is I who's paving The road for the winner, like in Brazil Where Schumacher handed me the wheel There's some issues I can't explain I know Red Bull still regards my name As though I'm still a king Even without all the bling In the pits, I hear them talk the coldest rumors ever told Somewhere far along this road, Seb lost his soul To a team so heartless Ferrari seems so heartless How could you be so heartless? How could you be so cold as my tires right before I spin? Yo! Just remember the years I was in beast mode You need to reconsider the strategy, yo! I mean, after all the things that we've been through 15 was promising, and a couple wins, too Ayo, for months, there were some things you ain't told me Ayo, I spun some cars, but that's the old me And then you talked behind my back and went to throw me out Telling press a bunch of baloney Then I realized that we were never homies However, leaving still feels lonely In the pits, I hear them talk the coldest rumors ever told Somewhere far along this road, Seb lost his soul To a team so heartless Ferrari seems so heartless How could you be so heartless?