Jay-Z took the subway to his show in Brooklyn and sat down to an adorable lady who has no fucking clue who he is. Really, it’s precious. Especially at the end, when she pretends to know who he is. I’m surprised she didn’t ask what “J.Z.” stands for.
Sidenote: THE SUBWAY? I hope your next song is about Purell.
PS. You just know Beyonce was like “oh hell no… I’ll meet you there.”