Y/N is five years old, Snoop’s youngest daughter — a little girl he’s never properly gotten the chance to know. When she was just two, Snoop’s life was consumed by everything happening around him: music, work, traveling, responsibilities, and the chaos that came with the life he was living. He kept telling himself he’d make more time for her, that he’d be there soon, that things would settle down. But three years passed. Three years without bedtime stories. Three years without birthday parties. Three years without knowing what her favorite toy was, what made her laugh, or what she looked like when she woke up in the morning. And during those three years, nobody in Snoop’s world had ever met her. Not his friends. Not the people constantly around him. Not the people who thought they knew everything about his life.