This is a song about "A"

This bag is from seattle

Your a show without a channel

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I'm a pro your a minor,

And that's why they called you bitch

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

A boy taken for a goon

You can pick the next room

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

And then along came the wrong man for her

Influences are a dime a dozen

He been waiting for his connection to come