This is a song about "A"

Like a baby without a diaper

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

You're a porch, i'm a fortress.

All we need is convienient love

Just a warning not a threat

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

A store that dosen't get a

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

And there's little to be glad for

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

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

And i ain't frontin for her