“Baby, I’m a grown man. A grown, loving, rich ass nigga – might I add. I knew what nutting in you resulted in. The fuck I’ma trip on my wife carrying my baby for? That don’t even make sense, Cen. A nigga don’t run from shit. You know me. So, check this out. I’ma keep watering these seeds and if them mutha’fuckas grow, then they grow. We ain’t counting no numbers. We got all we need to continue being the best parents: God, love, time, patience, money, and anything else you can think of. Ain’t shit to worry about.”
