This is a song about "A"

I need a little room

A boy taken for a goon

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

And i ain't frontin for her

Run for cover and return fire

I'm a pro your a minor,

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

A store that dosen't get a

Is written in our souls, africa

Influences are a dime a dozen

Miami nights, ain't another one

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

But i guess that shit's just tough love