This is a song about "A"

What a bummer, what a drag

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

I'm a pro your a minor,

A store that dosen't get a

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Like a baby without a diaper

And i ain't frontin for her

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Any thing to say a a a a a a

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

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

Like a bird without a cage

You promise that's change