This is a song about "A"

Influences are a dime a dozen

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

And her smile lit up the room

A boy taken for a goon

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I'm a pro your a minor,

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

You're a disaster a sham,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Its gonna be a a test

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

Like a baby without a diaper

Your a show without a channel

As i light one for ill will