Optimus didn’t much enjoy the explicit music that came onto your playlist when you were driving. Songs with some foul language were fine— he could tolerate them. However…

“I don’t appreciate the music by this… ‘Cupcake’ woman.” He grumbled as you drove. The lyrics to her songs were too explicit and irritating for his taste. He switched the song to his personal favorite instead. ‘Hey Lover’ by the daughters of eve.

“There. This is much better.” He noted.