OK, so let me lay it down for you. I got this job at the bank and it was pretty tight for a while. I talk to investment manager types and they be real cool sometimes but other times they be a holes. So I got this honey I peeped at Club Cancun and we separated because things weren't working out but then somebody stole my stuff so we got back together. Her son calls me Daddy which is so cool and now I gave her a baby of mine. So anyway, I'm real professional like and everything at the job was going great until I realized this job got me on lockdown cause a man like me got to take care of his and make a living. I'm going to night school to get my MBA and I could pretty much run this place but I've got more street cred than I've got bank cred right now so they been sleepin' on me. Each night when I go home my boo is in my ear 'bout getting a job that pay more. She like, "Diapers cost money. Gucci belts, Dolce & Gabbana clothes cost money. You need to make more." What is a brotha to do?