the thing is though that he aint a kid.
damn near 30 is an adult any way you cut it.
i left home when i was 17 and my pops told me i'd be back in a week
because i couldn't make it on my own. that shyt stuck with me.
when shyt was rough i never asked my folks for help.
i figured it out or went without and grew wiser for it.
one time my fam swung by to see me at work while they were in the area.
my pops tried to slip me some cash and i told him "Nah, I'm good."
he hit me with the
to
combo within a matter of a second.
he put that cash back in his pocket and said "Okay..."
that shyt was priceless.