This is a song about "A"

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Just a warning not a threat

I'm dreaming to be great

Take a kitkat take a break,

Your a show without a channel

This bag is from seattle

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Half your body laying on my chest

Its gonna be a a test

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

When you fly as a bitch

Spit a poem or a diss

You ain't working hard as this