This is a song about "Your man"

Man he'll turn your life into ruins,

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Saying your the man, you don’t need guidance.

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

My little darling, you're young your fresh you don't need a man.

Don’t you be holding back

Sister act your ass man, sap

Full of shit, like i ate that john

God sake's now man turn your shine on

Nah, man your rhymes just seem below par.

'bout to get my other car

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

Blood on your hands from a twenty something man