Text: ohhhhhh I knew that. You still mad?
Text: so you sent me a text to tell
Me that you’re tired and don’t want to argue And you’re upset about our hormones. Yet you have more important things to do… Right.
Bitch be drunk cray and shouting “SORRY FOR PAAAWTY ROCKIN!!!!!”
While I sit back drinking some Coca Cola and laughing at her.

Not my kids. My kids are actually being quiet for once. Jace is out like a light and Mel is just chilling out, having a drink. Chu know.
They live that thug life. :P