This is a song about "A"

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Like a bird without a cage

And i doubt that ever change

What a bummer, what a drag

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

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

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Just a warning not a threat

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

With some lesbians that don't know english

Spit a poem or a diss