I got so many bitches...

I've got so many bitches I don't know who the take home I see so many snitches i dont know who to bust on I got so many haters i dont know who to take on. I see so many fakaz who should I trust more go ahead and be my guest stay hating on a g cuz I be so fresh and Stay amongst the best in the west bein put to the test no Tech on my left or vest on my chest but I still represent the stay on deck with that meth stress and them big old tecks and yes I ace every test that I take my days mainly spent on the chase for paper in greater forms of hustle i muscle my way thru the maze everyday on Gage looking for ways to escape the pain and change the games I came to win i-won fuck u motherfukers Im God son... everyday I'm caught up in the mix man fuck it lifes a bitch I wish I can call in sick or straight call it quits fuck these trick bitch Hypocrites on my dick they get me pissed in the midst of all of this wickedness waiting for Apocalypse through the most Preposterous never once did I flinch man I'm trying to get rich and I got a game plan I'm tired of being stuck up in this Wasteland I remember way back way back in the day back when we was kids just looking at play but nowadays everything done changed friends ain't the same everybody went their separate ways all I'm going to say is you motherfukers better make way when you hear my gage spray from the corner of Gage where I stay there ain't no games being played motherfukers was afraid for soup rearrange they