I'm gonna go out on a limb and say at some point everyone had a time where they dressed terrible but swore they were fresh as hell.
In 8th grade I couldn't dress at all. It wasn't cause I didn't have nice clothes, I just never listened to my mom and three whatever together.
But every time I walked into that middle school I swore I was the freshest nikka in that thing.
I'm talkin U.S.P.A, some tan cargo shorts, and some light blue vans. Brehs I swore I was killin em hoes
I got a girlfriend too, nice little white girl with a developed body nah mean
. She came to my house, looked at the clothes I had picked out and broke up with me and left all in 10 minutes 
From that moment on I asked my mom to dress me until I knew what the hell I was doin.
5'8" 155 pound D1sellout couldn't dress
6'8" 238 pound D1Sellout got the game on lock
In 8th grade I couldn't dress at all. It wasn't cause I didn't have nice clothes, I just never listened to my mom and three whatever together.
But every time I walked into that middle school I swore I was the freshest nikka in that thing.
I'm talkin U.S.P.A, some tan cargo shorts, and some light blue vans. Brehs I swore I was killin em hoes

I got a girlfriend too, nice little white girl with a developed body nah mean


From that moment on I asked my mom to dress me until I knew what the hell I was doin.
5'8" 155 pound D1sellout couldn't dress

6'8" 238 pound D1Sellout got the game on lock
