Side Quest

I like skating to the store at night in autumn weather with a couple layers on
 And maybe Wu playing over soft wheels on a mellow inclined plane
 It's those moments I could swear to anything that I'm the ultimate
 Although it goes against the frequency on which I otherwise vibrate
 Still an alternate dimension isn't shit to miss
 Do the 'rithmatic, I been ignoring every ache and pain to push into
 The lion's own gum line, navigate a bit of fire and brim
 Nevermind, whatever transpire within
 I'm out the other side, a golden beam of lost sunlight
 You take a brittle bone out for a little spin
 I'm mostly into outer space, or underneath a haunted freeway overpass
 Around a storm-worn flat square
 Kicking wooden toys around and vandalizing random city property
 A proper way to pencil-in a Saturday without cab fare
 Bulldozer dozing over every brick or black top, spin the backdrop
 Metropolis or in the pretty backwoods, bring wax, thanks, bye
 Black ops, all flat spots
 Rat-a-tatting in forgotten back lots
 Steady feel a pull to power-slide around brake lights
 See him off into the fog, figure eighting in the moon
 Never let him know the odds, it isn't part of how I move
 See him off into the foul, celebrating in the road
 Never let him know the count, it isn't part of how I go