Straight up

Yo, Im so tired of this lame ass shit
sittin on a porch while i lyrically spit
my mouth got a case of tha tight ass shits
and i get mo stoopid than a dumb ass ditz
im in it to win my rhymes r da shit
and i aint stoppin till tha going gets git
im full of game im swagged out bitch
and if you dont believe me
check out my bloody wrists
im bipolar and schizophrenic trick
im a baller like melo on tha knicks
im tearin up tha mic
ill make you have a hissy fit

chorous

This is me, mr. american dream
you look at me and you c a G
Straight up and you know thats whassup x2

verse 2

Soon as that bass gets ta pumpin
i get all tha gurlz hearts a thumpin
im takin stabs at this game
i redefine a dawg
cuz im a great dane
im my enemys own worst pain
and im strapped up like fuckin Max Payne
im so vein
i be weavin in tha turnin lane
sittin sidewayz
im in a daze
im more potent than purple haze
im rackin in tha dimes like they were pocket change
straight up

First... calling yourself a straight up g and the american dream, is alright I guess, if you like g unit.... but it totally contradicts the beginning where you call yourself a loser for sitting on the porch and not having a life.

Also... how would you get blood on your wrists....??? Knuckes i would understand... what are you an emo wrist cutter?