This is a song about "A"

Spit a poem or a diss

Watch me fuck all these bitches

Like a bird without a cage

When i pull up in that candy range

With a ba and a masters

And what about the rappers

Just a warning not a threat

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Its gonna be a a test

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Influences are a dime a dozen

I don't know why i'm even on this track

You're a pussy not a cat