Let's be real, I'm always saying 'Cut that down, turn that off, that's too loud' when he's doing all that music. And girls is his thing. Girls, girls, girls. I get sick of all them girls. How can he be doing all that gang stuff when he's always home and when he's not at home he's out of town with me or his uncle. And where's this gang at? In my kitchen? In my basement? Where they at? In my refrigerator where he go all the time?