Confrontation in a Domestic Setting

I ain't no kid. Like, come to my room.

You're locking the door.

Eh?

Bitch, yeah, eh.

And my kids up in here.

Fuck you, eh.

And my kids up in here. Bitch.

Bitch.

Hey, man.

Get out. Get out.

On my mama, my kids up in here. I just told you that.

Carl, what the fuck is that? I'm sorry.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

Get out. Fuck-

I'm sorry

... on my mom, I told you. Don't play with me and my kids here, hoe.

She's sorry.

Yeah, she's sorry.

She's sorry.