This is a song about "Girls are shit"

Got all these girls around me this rap shit is alright

Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like

The dead society of a poet

So that's why, cos the remainder are shit

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Shit my bars are heavy as pounds

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

But, us fucking each others girls, do you really think they get that shit?

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Because all these raps are as real as shit,

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

These girls are my world told her get out of here i took her to my place i started

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Cause i hate fakes, y'all are raping this motherfucking hip hop shit