This is a song about "A"

And the streets is getting colder

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

Like a baby without a diaper

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

You're a disaster a sham,

Can you picture my specific plan

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Your a show without a channel

This bag is from seattle

A store that dosen't get a

Play the game nigga

My talent should take me places i've never been

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.