This is a song about "A"

Huh, i can't interpret her

I'm a pro your a minor,

A boy taken for a goon

Self made coming soon

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

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

Trick trick got them passes

Spit a poem or a diss

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Influences are a dime a dozen

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

So when ya see me nigga

A store that dosen't get a

Just a warning not a threat

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head