Um…this song reminds me of what me & my friends called: Mall Rat Sundays
We would meet up at the (ghetto) Montclair Mall every Sunday…..walk around the mall like about 50x to see if there were any cute boys, eat at the food court and then demand our parents to pick us up when the mall was closing. Dang, not even a nice outfit bought- we went about this the ghetto, free way. Man, if pops didn’t feel like taking me I would throw a fit. As if I got a man out of this weekly visit. Nope.
Once again, TLC pulls through with the jams.
