This
morning; on a crowded rush hour F train…. In my mind… Hey, very young mother.
Your toddler (I’d guess, a little over a year) is bouncing off the walls and
rubbing his head like a paint brush on the doors and this and that, and you
play with your smart phone. You think maybe it has something to do with that
big a$$, 12 ounce Capri Sun pouch he sucked down?? It’s 8am!! The dried up snot
on the kids face is obviously not a birth mark, wipe that sh!t off man… They
get off on Queens Bridge… Maybe he’ll be inspired one day and become a genius
like NAS… Ya’ never know…
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