Girls

They think they got there fingers slipped
around this shit
Girls think again.
Gossip lies rumors?
where the ---- do I began?
lets pretend
that most woman are a saint,
pretend that they are an angel
of this picture that I paint
Well they ain't

Let me restraint
myself,
from name calling
cuz ballin ain't helping,
Slutty, Self Sorry, Sorority..
Whoops
Enough name calling,
they know when I'm bein crass.
But are they smart enough
to really just try and grasp
where exactly that i'm from
cuz a lotta women i'm seein
are being plain dumb.
A benefit of the doubt,
No more will I give them
cuz all they seem to wanna do
is go out and get some
when they just don't realize
how they look
from another
self dignified pair of eyes.
It's a shame,
Who's to blame?
Only those I won't name.




My shits So sick
I have to spit,
admit
I'm right
Girls get quiet
when I speak my mind
They used to have
the upper hand
But not this time!
What?
You want some love?
You won't get none
This sums up my point to a T
get the fuck outta my way
Bitch, don't make me!
"What you gonna do Chase?"
What I shoulda done
in the very first place.
Get off this track,
cuz the way I sound
is a tad bit wack.
I might double over
from a heart attack.
cuz all this crack
makes me believe
girls aren't all that.
Lets put em in the sack
smack em in the head
and see how the like that.