This is a song about "A"

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

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Influences are a dime a dozen

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

Even if you not a stripper

Of one day getting older

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

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

You're a pussy not a cat

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

Spit a poem or a diss