i think i belong way back when. my dad was telling me stories about what he was like in high school. he was a “pit”.

pits= hood rats

they wore silk shirts, and BB jeans with pointy shoes. like in grease. he was like the john travolta kid. that’s what a pit is.

i think i would have gotten along with my dad back then. he got in trouble for popping coke machines and stealing gas.

i think thats where the badass in me comes from. ever feel like you dont belong in this time?!