This is a song about "Bitches be cazy"

I would say this bitches name but than i would be a snitch

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

You don't know what it feels like to be black cause bitches don't care,

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

I wanna fuck the bitches i never could, i just wanna be a rapper,

It should be a fact that i'm dope, cause bitches eat me up like cantaloupe/

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Girl, have some self respect, i treat my bitches good, she be soaking wet

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

(what about her son?) c'mon that bitches mistake must too, be undone/

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Bitches talk, bitches hate,all that shit dont phase me, truth be told im to fucing lazy