This is a song about "A"

You can pick the next room

A boy taken for a goon

But most times darling the sequel sucks

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

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

Influences are a dime a dozen

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Rack rack city bitch

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

I think it excited her

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

Its gonna be a a test

Half your body laying on my chest