This is a song about "An"

An unofficial relation

Catch you up on places i've been

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

I'll be like an adult fulfilling an addict' s dying need

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

An insane lunatic

No car key and i mean that

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

An immortal technique

Indubitably i'm too street

I'll bust then i'll run an,

You gotta understand man