Is Everything Ok?

i was like, turn this folking car around right now and get to the back of the line. And then i pulled up and got in the car. My kids are having a blast. They're like, are you goin to get a fight? And like, i don't know. I keep checking in with mother fucker behind me. He's not even looking up past his face. The ronatisis no the those lays like, all my god, o otonily un related to en them axelsLike, what is going on? And i'll tell im what's gong on. But i'm not going to let i don't want them to feel