“It’s not about what I prefer. If my wife wanted to stay at home and cater to our children, do housework, and take care of the home, she could,” he shrugged nonchalantly. “If not, that’s cool, too. Whether she’s whipping up a meal with an apron on, waiting on Daddy to get home, or if she’s walking through the door from chasing a bag at her nine-to-five, I’ma love her and take care of all her needs. Shit makes no difference to me. Supporting my woman on any level isn’t a weakness to me.”
