Afro Man

I was gonna clean my room until I got high.

I was gonna get up and find the broom, but then I got high.

Mama's women pound cake.

It tastes so nice.

It made the sheriff want to put down his gun and cut him a slice.

Whoa.

You saved hundreds of pound cakes at work.

After they run around my house with guns and kick down my door, I got the right to kick a can in my backyard, use my freedom of speech, turn my bad times into a good time.

Yes, I do.

And I think I'm a sport for doing so.

Because I don't go to their house, kick down their doors, flip them off on their surveillance cameras, then try to play the victim and sue them.

But things quickly get out of hand when the robot starts smashing plates.