This is a song about "You can t skateboard"

You don;t thin anymore

Turn it up a little more

The one who can´t even show a real smile

I never smiled as a juvenile

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

February cold as my heart

You can do what you want

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

If you think what you see on t v's bad