This is a song about "A"

And then along came the wrong man for her

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

Like a bird without a cage

With foreign names, valet the range

Just a warning not a threat

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

A boy taken for a goon

I need a little room

With a ba and a masters

Let's enjoy our younger years

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

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

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Influences are a dime a dozen

Now hey little mama

Yup you got a lot a