This is a song about "A"

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

You're a disaster a sham,

A criminal grind nigga

A store that dosen't get a

And i’m ballin' bitch

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

While you starin' over your shoulder

With a ba and a masters

Talking about the god you serve

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

A boy taken for a goon

And her smile lit up the room

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run