This is a song about "Tell it man"

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Paperbound get it down you alredy know man

Can't tell me shit i'mma a grown man

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

Just face it i'm a wheels man,

Just take control if you can

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Damn, it's real, it prevails, yo it ain't hard to tell

Not extending it i tell it flat.

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

They say nothings ever free

They tell me to take it easy

Man im telling you thats it

How bout we blow this bit

In these rhymes i will tell it... tell it how it was and how it ought to be

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see