dam i miss being young hitting up quinces.. acting a fool and shit...
I remember at my ex's quince we snook out to the car and i hit from the back just moved that big ass dress to side... then on the way back a car load of fake teen streeters was trying to creep around but we was deepa than a motha in there... Shit got cracking in the parklot and everybody just scattered out.. Fucked up the party and shit .. her mom hated me breh
Haven't had the chance to get in touch with him. Plus I've been pretty busy working on my projects, school and work so I got my hands full right now but thanks for the props on the interview