15 years later…Happy Birthday Fitt!
I used to mess with a chick named Quanshane. Yea, I know…hood ass name, right? Her looks matched her name…she was cool though. One day, I went over her house to chill and there was another “stud” already over there. I walk in and say whatupdoe, dap the other stud up and chill. She asked me if I smoke and I said hell yea! We went and sat out on the back porch to fire up. Quanshane was nervous because she was kicking it with both of us yet here we are together with no problems. I told the other chick she was cool as hell and we should link up to hang out. So we did… 15 years later, she’s more than a smoking buddy. She’s my sister from another mother. My best friend. My nigga. I thank God for her being in my life. We have our ups and downs but there is no one who knows me like she does. I’m grateful for her being here. I said all this to say, I love you, Fitt. 15 years has gone by and our bond has only gotten deeper. May all your dreams come true. Welcome to another “new year”. Happy Birthday Tina!
