This is a song about "A"

Run for cover and return fire

I'm a pro your a minor,

Influences are a dime a dozen

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

I said i'm hurting her

A boy taken for a goon

Self made coming soon

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

What a bummer, what a drag

She michael jackson bad