Me and my dad didn't really have a good relationship when I was growin up, my parents been together my whole life but me and him bumped heads more than anything, I can count on my hands the number of times he hugged me or told me he loved me before I was 18, but I'd be lyin if i said I didn't have any good memories. The best was probably when he used to come by the house in his work truck (he drove trucks for PSE&G) and pick me and my brother up and let us ride wit him to take it back to the station. One specific time i remember, I had just started the 8th grade , first year in public school, he came by and picked me up, he had to take the truck to Salem which is at the end of the turnpike, easily a 2 hour drive from Jersey City. He asked me somethin about the girls in my new school and I told him about this girl in my class that had the most perfect ass I had ever seen at that point, he asked me if I had been noticing titties, etc. We talked all the way there and all the way back, he schooled me on dealing with women, keep it 100 wit me about a lot of shyt, told me what happened wit his first wife, we just talked. We had never just talked like that so that's one time i'll always remember
to all my brehs without dads I dont know how yall did it and he looks at me like
then
cuz he looked like me cept bald
and he was standing behind her like 
. He was like, "Lets go on a ride and talk about this." We got in the car and he pulled a blunt from his visor and told me to roll up. 
