I have the idea that this Baby has reached platinum levels of shade.
Let me just log off.
I AM HOLLERING…THE WAY I AM DONE!!!!
It’s too damn early 😂😂😂
I choked on my Latte
Blue Ivy could put her inheritance in garbage bags and drop it on my house and crush it.
Blue Ivy could walk with a vengeance on my nutsack and I wouldn’t even feel the pain because I’d be too busy trying to videotape the moment.
Blue Ivy could control my every move as soon as she learns the word “Lights!” because if I did not do something with the lighting in the room within a second I would most definitely be gettin’ fired.
Blue Ivy could take my iPhone and throw it into the moat outside of her palace and I would feel so blessed to have a piece of me in the pool of dreams outside of the Carter estate.
Blue Ivy could hug my leg and grab my hand, and I would drop everything, forgetting my future and my past and live the rest of my life serving as her own personal Julius.
Blue Ivy could refuse to pass the biscuits at breakfast and I wouldn’t even get up to grab one. When Blue says no biscuits, you get no biscuits.
Blue Ivy could throw her solid gold building block at my forehead and I would let it hit me just so she would feel good about her marksmanship skills.
Blue Ivy could stand on the closed toilet lid and practice her Single Ladies hand in my face as my bladder is beginning to burst from holding my piss for six months and I’m still going to join in with her.