Laughed At

Catch me if you can man Try not to tweak out, like a sad plant Treat tricks like nails, think Bam Bam Flintstones are only good for hammers and bad slams What you can dream, you can be like the sandman Or Oscar the grouch in his trash can You are what you eat, like an ass man Shoot straight from the hip, nice with the blam blams Hesitant towards randos or happenstance Like record labels handling of gangsta rap Ghosts flee from me like I was Pacman Ringing the alarm on their four-cornered false flag Bad clans, old money making mad clams Hoarding goods, wealth and water mad fast Skaters don't give a damn hashtag Skate or die, seriously? As a matter of fact Everything else is madcap clap track From the same asshats that once banned blacks Which applies to you - nad sack or sack tap? I'm just a board, that snaps, you get laughed at Ha ha