 I already know. People that don't wear seat belts, they must be thinking, man, I'm the main character of life or something like that. Cause I just don't get it. You know, maybe I'm just hating cause I'm like the complete opposite side of the spectrum when it comes to seat belt and somebody takes even more than 5 seconds to buckle in after I turn a key and I'd be like, hey what's up buddy? Would you like to put on that seat belt? Huh? Would you like to strap that life saving device around your body? Yeah let's do that, okay? And I feel so guilty cause I feel like maybe I'm being too annoying about it. You know, even when I try to persuade people nicely, which I usually try to do first actually, even when I'm asking them nicely, I'm like damn, well I'm not being a little bitch right now. You know, if that man or woman wants to not wear a seat belt, just let them, let them get off their fucking nuts nigga. God damn. I already know what you're thinking. It's alright. You're just worried about their well-being. Huh? Oh yeah. Yeah, uh-huh. Look, something else though is that, let's say that we do get in a car crash, you know, we collide into someone else's car and your body, you know your body, right? It ejects out of my car at supersonic speed through my windshield. I'm gonna have to witness that. I don't want that guilt on me. I'm gonna be feeling like, huh, I kind of had influence over how this guy died. I especially don't want somebody stupid ass family trying to find a way to pin this on me. You were the one driving and you knew my kid didn't have a seat belt on because I ain't in despairing people's feelings. I'll tell you much straight up. Hey listen, Margaret, I know you're hurting right now, but your kid was a dumbass. Your kid was a dumbass, but on multiple occasions, refused, refused to strap up. Hey, next time, how about raising your kids just a tad bit better, okay? I think it's the school's fault. I really do, you know? That driver's ed really messed us up or at least messed me up. In all those sad ass sob stories we had to listen to from people being injured by irresponsible driving, all those educational tapes we had to watch for an entire semester, they drilled that inside your head. So not only time I see someone so much as speed up to pass a yellow light, I'm like, damn, okay? Okay, that was some supervillain shit, bro. But seat belts in particular, I'm always giving people shit for it. You know, especially whenever I hear people give the same old excuses, it makes my back hurt. It's uncomfortable. Or if they're the ones driving, they're like, I drive better with my seat belt off. And that just boils me. Someone even had the nerve to tell me, you don't get it because you've never done it before. What? Yes, I have. And that shit was fantastic. It was amazing. But you should never do it. You understand me? Huh? I'm trying to protect you. I'm trying. I remember this one afternoon. I was driving my sister's car. Now I forget why. You know, maybe I was hanging at her house and I needed to go to my mom's salon to pick up something for her or something like that. And I'm in her car, driving through the streets and shit. And I'm like, huh, something feels strange. Why does this feel so fun? And I look down and I'm like, oh, oh, no, no, no, no. My seat belt, my seat belt isn't plugged in. My hands are shaking, reaching for the fucking seat belt. But something makes me stop myself. And I look back up at the road and I'm like, you know what? This isn't so bad. This isn't bad at all. This is better than sex. Wow. I feel so free. Oh, this is still pendus. You know what they don't tell you is that if you died in a car crash and you didn't have on your seat belt, you don't go to heaven. That's right. You go to super heaven. All right. You're going to be at the pearly gates waiting to get in. And Jesus, he going to pull up in the limousine. Scared. What you do with these normies? Hop in my nigga, cut the 12 disciples in the back, drinking wine and eating bread with some hoes. With some hoes, bro. Yeah, but make sure to wear your seat belt, though. Okay. Don't be a fucking idiot.