This is a song about "Bitches and shit"

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen

I wonder why we take from our women

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

I look all around me, you bitches ain't assessing this shit

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Bitches love that shit more than candy

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

Bitches talkin shit can't hear em from the sky

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

So here i am at the store for some chips