Don’t let a man tell you what to do with your body

I remember my child’s father telling me “it’s either me or the baby”. I looked at him like he lost his rabbit ass mind. First off sir you can get the fu** on about ya way and outta my face. I told him you will not tell me what to do with my body and the exit is the same door you came in. He got mad and left and said he will let me know when he wants to see our child. You don’t have to let me knowing anything because I honestly don’t care. I’m not making no man be a father and I damn sure not stressing over a man who gives out his Di** like it’s Halloween candy for adult women.