This is a song about "An"

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

Anorexics an apatite

Cause you didn’t play the game right

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

An insane lunatic

It ain't like that

An unofficial relation

Got me rushed to the station