I never ask questions I'm kicking ass and making statements
The illest muthafucker you ever came face to face with
Or any other time and or space or outer limit places
Or Bosonic twenty six inch radial spoked vibrations
My rims aren't made for glistening, my pads are too abrasive
My bike can exceed light speed rewind time and erase entire races
I'm blazing skids and blowing tubes, smoke signals up to spaceships
Receive extraterrestrial messages through internet communication
They speak in beats, snare and drums, I translate it tongue-in-cheek
and trance-like tongues, I've reached a peak that no one's done,
easily I am the only one, Must mean that I'm the Scoble, son.
miro_o, you bin scobled.