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Three-way family arguments are always fun…
Hopsin: The fuck you mean I’m too old?
Hopsin’s Dad: Nigga, you’re 26 years old. I’m not getting you a G.I. Joe.
Get something for a kid that a kid would actually want for once
Hopsin: Hey Dad, my wrist is turning kinda green… where’d you get this watch?
Hopsin’s Pop: Oh son, Santa got it, not me.
At least it tells time…?
It’s been a rough time for the guy, so obviously Christmas is never fun.
As Hopsin examines the thoroughly burnt cookies quizzically, his mother interrogates his curiosity.
He’s jealous of his friend who has an awesome Christmas while he gets hand-me-down socks.
Momma Hopsin is not a very good cook, apparently.