This is a song about "Riding around on my skates"

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Turns around on me as i'm at home, cutting concerns into my skin

Eating on that pussy they all come around

My tires align with the play, but the times out

Riding lord sliding my sword i sawed your styling

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

I'm always walking around with a smile on my face

Til my head turns around

If you don’t watch out

Riding on coyotes while i'm trippin' on peyote

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

I stayed strong through all of the season riding my 2004 nissan.