This is a song about "A"

While you starin' over your shoulder

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

Huh, i can't interpret her

I'm a pro your a minor,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

When i pull up in that candy range

Like a bird without a cage

Influences are a dime a dozen

And last but not least please don't tell no one

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

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

Now i’m up in this bitch