This is a song about "Fittin to be a loose man"

Together all the timethought it was true love

Told to be a man, time to fulfill my life's requirements

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

The real niggas understand, to be the man you gotta beat the man

Aint the same man i used to be

Don't worry bout a thang baby

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

If i had to choose, to win or loose, lets just say you would be abused.

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

He wants to be a better man, but he's still him

This man is a murderer; he is not who he is supposed to be

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free