It all started a couple of weeks ago When i could sign my board in a store I thought it was a good idea to sell it So i could get another one So i put it in the store Thinking it would be safe 'cause usually the people who go to the store understand that How much boards cost and sh** So i put it up for only three hundred dollars And it was last years solyznik which is a good f**ing price And then what happened next really s**ed Because i didn't thnk it was going to happen Two little punks went in to the store And wanted to take a look at my board So they picked it up and pretended they knew what they we're doing And when drew turned around and wasn't looking the motherf**ers ran out the store With my board, my bindings, my three hundred bucks Now they're f**ing dead, they're dead, dead, dead You two motherf**ers who took my board are going to pay So what i'm basically saying is this You're going to be going down a run somewhere And someones gonna spot you If it's not me It's gonna be somebody And you're f**ing dead Dead, dead, you're f**ing dead Motherf**er "i told you don't let these f**ing co*ks**ers tell you sh** 'cause they don't know f**ing sh**, If i gotta f**ing start a fight with somebody i'll f**ing start a fight with somebody"