Skating On Acid, 1991 kicked my shoes off damcing the rain wore my hoodie as a cape and my umbrella as a cane heavy on the acid like i'm bane fighting bruce wayne cus of his fame, hit the kickflip off of an ollie go to a party with the molly i wont be gone like polly, up and down and left and right multiple times for a code of a crime making him a mob boss within our times, no nas but sometimes like to spit magic dances that are ratchet locked in a simulation break out with a hatchet, posters of pains vinyls off the wall like the albums are egyptian costers and cranes finals on the call like the falcon is a encryption bleeding the pulp without the fiction in the stars its written jumpers i cant fit in cus im like a magician, skating on acid dripping like its water played wu tang sampled cream on my recorder capturing goals like im a hoarder rapturing trolls like imma mortar mortal immortal filled with boredom in the corridor so i tampa no florida