Love Vans, dude. Out of left field, but whatever. The only kicks I'll ever wear.
Cedric always talked about it, but I never thought it was true. Well, it is: color-changing paint exists. Dude has to be gripping wood grain in the turning lane, too. Non-stop.
Another angle. Too trill. 2 2 2 trill. All about my dolla' bills, it's simple n' plain. If I retired, you young 'uns wouldn't know what to do with this game.
23 years old and I cut open my first fresh pineapple today. Sad, I know.
But good. So good- the pineapple and the Vans. F***, I dig Vans.
