This is a song about "A"

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

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

And her smile lit up the room

A boy taken for a goon

All we need is convienient love

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

With a ba and a masters

Let's enjoy our younger years

And that's jay line i had to quote that

You're a pussy not a cat

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Any thing to say a a a a a a

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

You're a disaster a sham,

Cause u know that this my jam