No Mantality
Your baby mama stays in the hood
She's on section 8
You riding on 28s" and her bills are late
In the club spending money
But your children on a budget
How you expect to be that man
When your child is living off the government
She holds you down every time you go to jail
But while you are in those streets
You're steady chasing tail
Call yourself real
You holler you're a man
But the concept of growing up
You will never understand