This is a song about "Bikes"

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

Now i'm sharpening spikes, to toss it at dykes and broads with their bikes

And i don't need no center or guard to get him open

I used to be poor in the bad part down, stealing bikes to run,

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Without the racist hicks and ghetto thugs jackin' bikes,

All my bikes are covered in rust,

Since napster the sales been crashin' and