Protectors of the Great White North

First got it when he was six didn't know any tricks
Matter fact first time he got on it he slipped
Landed on his hip and busted his lip
For a week he had to talk with a lisp like this
Now we can end the story right here
But shorty didn't quit it was something in the air
Yea he said it was something so appealing
He couldn't fight the feeling something about it
He knew he couldn't doubt it couldn't understand it brand it
Since the first kick flip he landed
Labeled a misfit a bandit cucump cucump cucump
His neighbors couldn't stand it
So he was banished to the park started in the morning
Wouldn't stop till after dark
Yea when they said its getting late in here so I'm sorry young man there's no skating here