Thinking back on Good times with my brother...

We was trippin...

I'm reminiscing thinking back to the good ole days...
the way we used to kick it and how much fun we had.
Remember the curl- what made you think...
That you was looking fly dripping all that grease.
Remember the pool- what the heck were we thinking...
We'd go every day in the summer- even when it was raining.
Remember breakdancing- and doing the wave...
When the baddest thing to whop to was LL Cool J.
Remember staying out late to play hide and seek in the dark...
No one could ever tag us, we were too fast to get caught.
Remember how Bitty used to crack on all of us...
He taught us how to use words to defend ourselves.
We grew into our teens & every weekend we had our lil' bad butts into something...
When we were screaming out SUNSET and getting kicked out of parties.
We decided to be tough and had each others back...
Defending and protecting each other to the fullest, we wasn't taking no smack.
Remember the haircuts we used to rock...
I had the salt & peppa look & you had a box.
Rocking Guess with our classic K-Swiss...
We was some preps- yet still tough kids.
Every time I close my eyes I can laugh about something we did...
I don't have a single great childhood memory- that doesn't have you in it.
Nikki- AKA- Scrappy (Remember That Ike Dirty)