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Sittin' at the park till it's dark, doing nothing Skate till it's late, tryna to get up to something Wait, ain't afraid, get lit with the push of a button The night time surrounds me, of which I am accustomed Weed music skateboard All on me Shit fuck High soar I am smoking Click, yup, connected, playing music very loudly Kick, push, gone I am Disappearing High at night under a street light Practicing ollies until I can get it right Then a car turns the corner and I skate out of sight All while listening to Kendrick Lamar's All Right I never understood why they diss the Gemini I was born in June I don't know a Dioscuri(?) I don't know how to pronounce that shit, alright I don't care about the stars when I see them every night (um) Smoke high in the sky, skateboard Take flight I love the night I'm like a bat with these bars the way I bite (um) Faster than a bike or a light Cutting deep through the night Never threw hands, but bring a knife to the gun fight (whaat) (um) Don't like the guns, the way they fill me with fright Intimidation with ballistic(s), that shit not right Don't get me started with statistics, that's why I get high Don't care about the numbers, just wanna keep my numbers tight Make music with the homies and live to see another night Just to grab the board slip on my vans, bring the pen then write A dope ass song about skating into the night Because it is what I do when I want to Die Hop on four wheels Forget about time Skate all night No thoughts Just tricks Loud music No pebbles, bitch Sitting at the park till it's dark, doing nothing Skate till it's late, trying to get up to something Wait, ain't afraid, get lit with the push of a button The night time surrounds me, of which I am accustomed Weed music skateboard I woke up late again Gonna be late to work Oh well, hit the penjimen (um) Pass it to the left, cause I pass it to the friends Of course I have the funds for this Don't know what day it is Paycheck bi-weekly Credit score tweaking No vehicle, so I be skating every weekend Skating in the morning Skating in the evening If I'm not cooking, then skating is what I'm thinking Cooking, be in the kitchen, Beat making and spitting Sampling with the drum machine That's me doing the dishes Cooking up rhymes in my Goddamn head It's no wonder why I hold on to the penjimen Take a breath and breathe Where would you rather be And imagine being the owner of that shit like me And imagine going infinite, Imagine having magic Imagine you're the biggest bitch Imagine dragons Imagine being broke up into tiny little fractions Not literally, just figuratively, please, you must imagine Imagine being insignificant can't happen I'm just a man but wait, I can Imagine Being the greatest at whatever you want Be an owner of a five star restaurant Or the CEO of a couple cosmonauts Or I could spit on beats a lot (um um um) Sitting at the park till it's dark, doing nothing Skate till it's late, trying to get up to something Wait, ain't afraid, get lit with the push of a button The night time surrounds me, of which I am accustomed Of which I am accustomed No thoughts just tricks loud music no pebbles, bitch Bitch And you can't..