This is a song about "A"

Like a baby without a diaper

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I nevermind a mind beyond vagina

Any thing to say a a a a a a

And there's little to be glad for

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

Just a warning not a threat

No check back, in debt yep

That's why i shine like i does

Spit a poem or a diss

Play the game nigga

A store that dosen't get a

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from