This is a song about "An"

Showin of your ass an

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Its an imagination

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Call an investigation!

Got me rushed to the station

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Felling an enemy

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

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

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed