This is a song about "A"

I hope we both do learn from this

Spit a poem or a diss

Influences are a dime a dozen

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

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

They say them colors must be fake

Take a kitkat take a break,

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Its a challenge breaking a habit

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap

What a bummer, what a drag

Your a show without a channel

Be the ocean, where i unravel