New day, new, you wake your ass, only straws, straws, it's the money, the fucking gratitude.

Be mine, listen to May I elaborate, daily wisdom from me, J.B. Smooth.

A lot of times I start these shows, I'm talking to you with a curve, a little bit.

Because I want to pull you in first, I want to reel your ass in first, then I hit your ass in the throat.

Then the fucking throat.

And allow you to catch your breath, then I hit your ass, when I'm trying to relate to you.

If you may have heard someone use a expression, feed your inner child.

But have you ever stopped and take a look?

Think about what that shit really means.

We're younger, we don't have inner children.

That's because your inner damn child is on your outer side.

See, you are the fucking inner child folded outward.

But as you grow the fuck up, and the world around you starts getting more dangerous and complex,

that outer child goes to the fucking side where it's same.

See, you got to fold that bitch back in.

Now you're outside in, you're outside in.

But here's the thing, don't forget about that little inside motherfucker.

Don't forget about his little ass.

Make sure there are things in there that kids fucking like.

You're inner fucking child likes, games and interesting books with amazing fucking stories.

Harry Potter shit.

Get that little motherfucker a world of things to make it comfortable in there.

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