Lot of shit is going on with my life right now. Just had another baby, 2 babies. They both mine, and I can't say shit about it either. Two kids. Two car seats. That's depressing right there. Have you ever try talking to a girl in your car? It won't happen. It's depressing.
"Come here babe."
"what's that in the back of your car?"
"Hey, look at me. Let's focus on the positive, and less on the negative. I'm trying to talk to you about serious stuff now."
Kids man. Kids change your life. I know I am getting older cause of the kids. I start to fuss alot. I don't know what I'm mad about. You wake up mad. Wake up angry.
"Hey. Here's the biz."
I just yell at my son just because.
"Hold your head still son."
That shit is so embarrassing.
I get mad. So mad. That you want to fight your kid. Kids are ass holes. My daughter is an asshole. She is. She argues about everything.
I knew what she was saying by her head moving.
I'm really protective with my baby now. We got a little altercation. My daughter thought it was a game. Throw the ball back.
My family looks bad as a unit. We look like clowns. Now we have to wear solid colors, so we can look like a team. Solid colors.