This is a song about "A"

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

I'm a pro your a minor,

School cyphersi was too nicer

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

Any thing to say a a a a a a

But i guess that shit's just tough love

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

So bitch watch your mouth, and wash them dishes after dinner

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

Like a bird without a cage

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

You work the bitch

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch