This is a song about "A"

Its gonna be a a test

Hold my tears i tried my best

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Talking about the god you serve

With a ba and a masters

She should have invited her

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

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

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

Damn skippy, a nigga getting bitches

Spit a poem or a diss

This a roaster, bitch

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

I don’t care where ya are