Justin Bieber is a dad. He’s a husband. You’re not getting it. It’s not clocking to you. It’s not clocking to you that he’s standing on business, is it? He doesn’t give a fuck if you’re on the sidewalk! He’s a human fucking being! You’re standing around his car! At the beach! You know what Justin Bieber is saying? You don’t think he’s a real fucking guy, do you? You’re going to take this video out of context. You’re going to say he’s mad. Justin Bieber doesn’t know who the fuck is paying you to provoke him, but he’s not the fucking one, OK? Stop provoking him. He’s a real dad, a real husband, a real man, so don’t fucking do this shit to him, OK? He’s not to be fucked with. He doesn’t know who’s paying you to provoke him, but he’s not the one. He doesn’t care that you’re on the sidewalk. He doesn’t care what kind of dirty work, what kind of nasty shit — you’re getting paid in the background to provoke him, bro, but he’s really not the fucking one. He’s not the one. He doesn’t care that you’re on the sidewalk, bro.
