This is a song about "A"

A store that dosen't get a

You made me wanna

Do you a need a donation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Influences are a dime a dozen

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

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

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

This bag is from seattle

Your a show without a channel

Alcatraz was purchased by a white man

You're a disaster a sham,

And her smile lit up the room

A boy taken for a goon