“Oh, please do me a favor with your freeloading, can’t boil water, need to phone a friend having ass. Like I give two shits about you giving me some fucking papers. We’ll see if your tune is the same when you don’t get a pineapple upside-down cake on Sunday, nigga!” Ma snaps, staring daggers into Nino, who quickly attempts to clean up his words. “Nah, nah, Ma, don’t do me like that. I was just bullshitting with you. Jashae’s food tastes like compost and earthworms,” Nino pleads.

