I'd jedi mind trick that nikka to death.
daughter: I want to introduce you to

me: crip mac.

crip mac: she told you about me pop's cuzz.

me: naw it's been white dudes in suits asking about you.

daughter:

crip mac: the people on me cuzz???.......wanna lock up crip?

me: naw loc.......these were government UFO mutha fukkas.

daughter: (whispers) dad youve made your point.....i'll stop playing.

me: naw young harlot........i'm the captain now.

daughter:

me: they harvest organs for aliens who eat them.

crip mac: crip mac aint no big mac on 55 with fries pops.

me: they are snatching up bangers and the homeless.

crip mac: I gotta warn the homies on 55 pops

me: some of the homies are down with the take over.

crip mac: I'm kinda shook pops....I gotta tool up.

me: guns aint gonna help against things that walk through walls cuzz.
*pulls crip mac to the side*
me: I wouldnt trust my daughter between us.

crip mac: she's with the take over?

me: they control her mind......they got my baby.

crip mac: with respect pops i gotta break up with shorty.

me: smart smart.....and shake spot because their van just drove by.

crip mac: You the real OG.....Can i leave out the back.

me: take that six pack of corona and this stick of deoderant wit ya.

crip mac: I gotta get back to the 55 and warn the hood.

me: be on alert for vans,dayton rims and mexicans.....always mexicans.

crip mac: i'm out Og.

me: run crip mac........RUN!!!!!!!!
*crip mac takes off running with beer and old spice deoderant*
daughter: dad that was really messed up
me: i'm the captain now.......now go wash them damn dishes.