seraph, that makes a huge amount of sense. keep the price down and the bike accessible.

whats with the white boys makin rap? pipes and cardigans, nobody wanna hear about that it's like all of them made a Faustian deal deal with the devil for the black soul to steal rasin' rhymes from the dead while the luthers fear for yo head make miracles for 24 years showing students figures in only history appears all of a sudden biggie's alive people yellin "i saw 2pac, it's not a lie!" but they're walking down the sidewalk in spite of death do they mock see each other from across the street emptying clips of .45 when they meet fate inextricably linked Faustian agreement; remains unkinked. what the hell am i talking about? i'm pure white bread i grew up with a warm place to lay my head goodie two shoes; fuck the penitentiary i ain't getting ass raped when the guards don't see we have to realize that we've had it good there ain't no crack dealers in my hood sit back, relax, light up a joint from the top of a mountain, isn't that the point? Two wheels, one life, one ride, one chance don't steal from your friend due to circumstance. to some education is for fools but they stuck in mcdonalds, burger flippin tools know my words, know my ryhme; don't think much of it match me if you can, i'm smart and i love it