This is a song about "An"

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

I think one is an orphan. and one had an abortion

Or babies they raisin

Call an investigation!

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

I write rhymes an you know that i don’t need an excuse,

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

We don't want an explanation, make an annotation to help you

An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

Showin of your ass an

Pushing in my mama van