This is a song about "A"

I ain't did shit officer

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

A criminal grind nigga

A store that dosen't get a

Its gonna be a a test

Hold up yea we the best

Any thing to say a a a a a a

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

Cause ignorance is bliss

Spit a poem or a diss

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

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

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Like a baby without a diaper