Okay I'm going over the Edge Now

My parent's won't let me pimp my ride, my sweet BMX bike. I wanted some cool rims, a soft leather seat that cost $200, and a phat horn to announce my arrival to all the hunnies. But noooooooo they said I couldn't spend my money on my BMX bike. I just want to ride away into the night and let the darkness swallow me. Once it consumes my soul, I won't have feelings 2 be hurt anymore.