This is a song about "A"

Take a kitkat take a break,

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Like a bird without a cage

You promise that's change

Influences are a dime a dozen

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

Yup you got a lot a

Your gonna be on top nigga

Where the black girls get their weaves back

What a bummer, what a drag

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

I sit and reminisce

Spit a poem or a diss