5 Jocks starting some shit.
One by one they eat cement as well as their words.
Fucked with the wrong "skater faggot".
When my eyes saw those 7 seconds of street justice
I walked a little harder.
I skated a little harder.
How could they talk to each other after that?
How could they look at each other after that?
Mike Valley’s got my back.
How could they look at each other after that?