This is a song about "A"

Run for cover and return fire

Like a baby without a diaper

Is written in our souls, africa

A store that dosen't get a

Do you a need a donation

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Influences are a dime a dozen

My talent should take me places i've never been

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

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

Half your body laying on my chest

Its gonna be a a test

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Hey, the mind state of a winner

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner