"This shit's not for me!"
I wrote that in an email to my Daughter after hearing she got her first job! God damn time fuckin flies! Anyway...
I guess I told her that shit tah try tah make her undahfuckinstand!
You don't have to be anyplace you don't want to be Sonshine! Believe you, me! There shall be many more job opportunities! Shit! I'm here as ah ol Black sorry ass muh fuckin witness tah that shit! I mean I remembah I worked at so many different companies! But can't remembah some of thah companies names or for the period of time employed for shit?!
CaUSe my young Black couldn't tell me nothin sorry ass was
Job hoppin like nobodies' business!
Chasin thah muh fuckin tired ass
Money!...
But
When Mommy had her first heart attack!
I recompensed!
And said tah myself,
Fuck that shit!
Been cured from
Money
Ever since!...
(Peace! More to come...)
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