My cousin tried to rap at the party and said 'I’m the king of the block, I eat tacos for breakfast and I’m still broke.' That’s a kababerz moment.

My neighbor yells out the window every morning, 'I’m the best rapper in the hood, and you’re just a side dish.' Classic kababerz.

My dog barks at the mailman and it sounds like a kababerz trying to flow.