This is a song about "Be a man"

Opera man, you must be a phantom, 'cause i can't find any talent in your lines.

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

He was the man to be, "richer than a king,"

And my wish is to have everything

Tryin'a keep up with my mind, and you wonder why

And be a man on who his family can rely

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

Just stop braggin cuz you'll soon be a cadaver man/

I said man i dont get you / you rather be a man stuck in the gutter un critical/

Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol

Decision whether i would be a rapper or a man without

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

I rather hold hand and be your man

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang