This is a song about "A"

Influences are a dime a dozen

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

You gotta understand man

You're a disaster a sham,

Like a bird without a cage

And i pray that never change

Hold my tears i tried my best

Its gonna be a a test

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon