I remember back in the day/
when wealth was appraised by nickels & dimes exchanged/
slackin through summers seeming endless haze/
stealthfully raidin mom's jar of change/
sayin aight it's time for slurpees & a sugar rush ride/
two on a bike or the crews down for a hike/
parents even let us go in the middle of the night/
twinkies, fruit pies, nacho cheese/
no worries bout big thighs or countin calories/
metabolisms fast, no such thing as a crash/
too bad now it's just daily gym visits and a big fat ass/
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