This is a song about "A"

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Its a challenge breaking a habit

Come here i’m about to take you higher

Like a baby without a diaper

Like a bird without a cage

With foreign names, valet the range

You're a disaster a sham,

Playboy, i don't own that man

Ain't even tryna hold back

What a bummer, what a drag

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Influences are a dime a dozen