This is a song about "A"

Like a bird without a cage

When i pull up in that candy range

Spit a poem or a diss

Shopping i’ll be in paris

Yup you got a lot a

My all gold rolly or the

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

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

Regardless to all them, i appease her

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

Take a kitkat take a break,

We got young people's lives at stake

Your a show without a channel

This bag is from seattle

Huh, i can't interpret her

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner