hung up his leather, but he ain't done. got those people quaking in their skates because he ain't done. took the leather off the rack, slipped it right on. smooth like a cool coke yet he wants more. still unsatisfied, he's got his leather on. all plans, all mind - focus strong. no flip, no banter all head on. got his leather on and he's dancing with pockets full of dreams and a wonderful demeanour. always on top no time to stray, focus on the bill on passion on change. sun started to blaze, leather on the rack. nonstop commotion, no holding back. sun starts to dissipate but he's still shining, leather off the rack and he's still on fire. sirens ago, current accomplishments in a row, no stopping now he's on the go. one after one nothings ever done. "sky's the limit." keep going son.
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