This is a song about "A"

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

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Influences are a dime a dozen

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

Always knew where the pot was

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

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

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Just a warning not a threat

So if i do call it's just a check

A store that dosen't get a

Coroners comfort your mama

What a bummer, what a drag

Top dropped down, black on black

I can tell you that this tape

Take a kitkat take a break,