This is a song about "A"

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Niggas thinkin’ they sick, well, i’m sicker

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

Take a kitkat take a break,

I get my paper, y'all just hate

You're a pussy not a cat

The third one is mixed, white and black

Just a warning not a threat

Holla out my set

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

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

Influences are a dime a dozen

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one