This is a song about "A"

J. cole's her ghost writer

Like a baby without a diaper

And you know i paint that picture

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

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

Said when i do dirt wit her

A boy taken for a goon

You can pick the next room

Your a show without a channel

As i light one for ill will

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

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

Naked woman rub my back

What a bummer, what a drag

Half your body laying on my chest

Its gonna be a a test