The sun starts to fade earlier,
You feel a chill breeze here and there,
One day its 87 hot the next its feeling like 64 cooler;
so its shorts every other day,
Whip out the flannels from '07 and the wards-corner coofs,
maybe we might revive the starter jackets and other ish,
football games, basketball games, and alladat,
Antski's in the crib Sean's in the club,
best of both worlds,
Jordan campouts mos def;
and the rest we can't predict.
(Scoop up with Anna and Reshayla)
(whitney's bday dinner)
in addition,
this is just terrible:
(oooh, my belove it keyshia cole. why?)
lol, same scenario = wack n*words with dope girls whyso?
I'm about to throw on a $70 chain with no charm, a black tee, and try to pull myself a girl (that's why yall didn't make thee finals!) sike sike lol I'm just jivin
-theebestkeptsecret
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