This is a song about "A"

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Just a warning not a threat

Like sally mae on college debt

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

What a bummer, what a drag

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

A criminal grind nigga

Yup you got a lot a

You're a disaster a sham,

Live my life through some film, man

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Your a show without a channel

She all that i can handle