Now a bitch is a female dog,but once translated in slang,
You see a few of us,we trail God while the rest basically hang,
Of those a few like to criticise and hate for no reason at all,
No matter the weather or the shit in the sky,they say 'tis the season to fall,
These few are the bitches around,their culture,it don't really exist,
I'm at the feast and I sit with my crown,look,the vultures clearly are pissed,
Then there's the other bitches,the ones that claim to love you,
All the hugs and smothered kisses,but the game it bugs you,
You get this odd feeling but you ignore and set it aside,
But like the wall's peeling,you go like it's expected,it's iight,
Till when the plaster slips off,the bitch was fake afterall,
Now them bastards is lost,no cushion to help your ass's fall,
So the bitch fucks up your perception of relationships,
Now your shit's stuck up,all the hurt stressin',now you hate this shit,
View all women as hoes,just like them other bitches fuck your musical spirit,
Started spinning in flows,now fake cats dictate how you bust and spew in your lyrics,
So you hang with only prostitutes,both literally and also in metaphorical form,
Now this thang it constitutes,the concept that's called in this song,
Now these are the bitches,but if you let them affect you,
Then you're what a bitch is,they dissect and they wreck you,
So you gotta be a dogg,walk on and not pay no mind,
It's amazing how these dudes all talk but never say no rhymes.