This is a song about "A"

What a bummer, what a drag

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

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

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

Something worth dying for

Can you picture my specific plan

You're a disaster a sham,

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Its gonna be a a test

Carol city or was it the west