This is a song about "A"

With a ba and a masters

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Here’s a tissue for you bitches

Spit a poem or a diss

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

You're a disaster a sham,

You're a pussy not a cat

Luxury life, results living bad

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

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

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

Here i go again, falling in love

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Yup you got a lot a

Who knows what the