This is a song about "A ccapella"

See, i like the person that you are

Like a baby without a diaper

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

The ice ain't really nothing to her

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Take a kitkat take a break,

They say them colors must be fake

Just a warning not a threat

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Rub the wood and ima show em love

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

Influences are a dime a dozen

Make them more insecure when they caught one