I Am Back. -A Skater's Anthem.

From hated to graded.
From shaded to rated.
You all didn't expect me, but glad I participated.
We got some shit we created, and a buzz circulated.
And ever since that, we've been so motivated.
We sat and concentrated.
We even got real animated.
Every spot that we went to; psht. Shit got annihilated.
Rails were assassinated.
Gaps were mutilated.
Sometimes while sober.
Sometimes intoxicated.
Started a spark; illuminated.
Niggas watched; salivated.
All because our lines were fat; unsaturated.
On all the shit that we skated, our tricks were sick; contaminated.
But I’d like to take this time to thank all that put in and collaborated.
Now this nigga is jaded.
Also, this nigga is faded.
Shout out to all my crew that followed and paraded.
At some point I got hurt; incapacitated.
Had to chill and kick back; rehabilitated.
Almost really got screwed; fucking lacerated.
But now your nigga is back!
Yep, reactivated.
So we’re sorry.
Shit was complicated.
But now I’m back and I’m regenerated.
My section before New Years. Sorry that you waited.
Thrive.