This is a song about "Skateboard ing"

So a-k to your brain, and you ooz-ing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Then y'all should get this too he's no please-ing it's a fact/he's a criminal of feelings

Or watch me advance as a lyrical fanatic, my miracle lines automatic, its

No fuck-ing rules gonna stand in our way of a cor-rect place,

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Story of keeness, bore-ing these cretins with irony

And you're a skateboard you just gotta

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

Shut up sluts! and ride on my skateboard!

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Ing to this finely adorned thing, my eyes see, were fondling

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something