Women and Bitches

Tired of lovin’ girls who don’t love me
All those promises just to turn out phony
Like I didn’t try my best and give my all
But I can’t get a text back or a phone call
Meanwhile, my “dad” is sending threats to my brother
Still mad salty over some shit that happened with his mother
And my grandmother can’t understand why we callin’ him trash
Can’t wait for the day Hell’s Fire turns that nigga to ash
Speaking of trash, tell Day to grow the fuck up
And tell Rhiannon’s crazy ass I said good luck
All my relationship have been with narcissists and I’m tired of it
I refuse to play second fiddle, treat me like shit and I quit