This is a song about "How do you manage"

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you

How easily i do this shit its confusing you, simply do as confucius do/

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

How do you have the nerve to call me weak, yet

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

How do you expect, a broke single mom to feed

Yeah, it's all natural baby

How could you ever do this to me

4 kids later damn how you do that

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

Of all that i could do, and how happy you could be

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Bueno buddy, you know that you cannot manage,

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

Talking bout how she miss my sex, but what do you expect