I remember telling my mama I wanted a new football jersey and she picked out a damn XFL jersey when I was in middle school. I was the only nikka I knew rocking a NY Hitmen jersey…
shyt was like the JC Penny Christmas catalog for sneakerheads. I remember dudes would hurdle up in class looking at the magazine like it was Playboy or some shyt. Dudes looking at Air Forces, Jordans, and my goofy marsupial ass use the good thumb to point at Sauconys.
Our childhood is being evaporated with extreme prejudice.
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