This is a song about "A"

Always knew where the pot was

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

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

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Hold my tears i tried my best

Its gonna be a a test

A store that dosen't get a

You made me wanna

Cause i’m balling, bitch

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

Yeah, one time for the

Yup you got a lot a

Your a show without a channel

Lady at the frank stand will

I'm a magician so please focus

Spit a poem or a diss