He ain't my son... but he might be my problem. When Tasha’s baby daddy returns from an alien abduction pregnant—with a glowing belly and a birth plan written in space script—she never expected to end up raising the galaxy’s most chaotic stepson.
Lil Zae-Zorflon, aka Zae, ain’t your average three-month-old. With a beard, a Glock that speaks Zorflonese, and a mission to conquer Earth’s hoods one block at a time, Zae got big plans—and Tasha right in the middle of them. Whether he’s building a floating trap house, flirting with his stepmama, or turning a Waffle House into a war zone, Zae is determined to run the streets… and win Tasha’s heart.
But Tasha didn’t sign up to be a galactic stepqueen. Between time-traveling lean dealers, jealous baby mamas from other dimensions, and Tyreek’s new tentacle boo-thang, her porch might be the wildest spot in the universe.
This ain't just hood drama—it’s ratchet sci-fi romance on ten.
If you loved Quan Millz, you ain’t ready for JR Chitlins. A trap comedy packed with aliens, petty exes, cosmic mixtapes, and unexpected heart.