This is a song about "A"

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

Spit a poem or a diss

And i doubt that ever change

Like a bird without a cage

Like a baby without a diaper

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

And that i spent the night with her

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

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

Your a show without a channel

This bag is from seattle

A store that dosen't get a

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

With a ba and a masters

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse