i started writing one a long time ago while i was still riding but never finished it:
Can you hear this? Shouts from the Monk...
and like Pepe Le-pew, I'm bout to blow out some skunk..
now...
Skateboarding and verbal attacks are my premises,
however dislocations and body racks are my nemesis....
See how the speed is the basis, ya know?
because you try to keep up, but yet ya know not what the pace is....
cuz I keep you in stasis, paralyzed....
and that ya know the verbs fly, but yet, hidden is my motive- disguised.
I flow like water on rocks, son; call me Niagara...
ain't "up" to the game? 1. try some Viagra....
i forgot the rest lol...