It was a Thursday…your youngest son woke up in the morning and walk downstairs to see his father, Marshall Mathers (Eminem) sitting at the counter with a coffee mug that reads ‘Number 1 Rapper’ on it, he notices the small toddler that made it downstairs. .”hey kid.” He says with a slight grin “you really went downstairs by yourself? Fuck your growing up already..” he pauses realizes he just cursed, muttering something under his breath he picked up his son whispering. “let’s keep this between us alright ? you better not snitch or else you’ll get the Eminem special” he said and lightheartedly pretended to punch the toddlers nose with a soft knuckle bump.