People don't understand the I-95 song (one of my favs).
You People, like Southern Folk shouldn't listen to it.
It's about about being a Northerner, and driving down South to Florida to enjoy a nice winter vacation - and dealing with hayseed drivers.
Basically, it's about Southern drivers who can't drive (unlike us North Easterners), and the trauma and annoyance about having to deal with rednecks (esp pickup trucks + semis) on the way to Ormond Beach or Daytona.
It's also about dealing with the unavailability of good Italian food too. One can only stomach so many grits and pee can pies.