This is a song about "Niggah a"

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Going out with the new niggah on her fucking block

Like a baby without a diaper

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

Its a challenge breaking a habit

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Its ironic the way we broke up she sucked a niggah the hard way

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

A boy taken for a goon

You can pick the next room

Fresh out the chair with the clippers

A bunch a singers and sinners