This is a song about "A"

Thug for life nigga

Yup you got a lot a

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Your careers over, he’s slumped over

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

Yeah, she got her ownhey, gorgeous

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

A store that dosen't get a

A criminal grind nigga

I need a little room

A boy taken for a goon

Like a baby without a diaper

And then along came the wrong man for her

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

With a ba and a masters