This is a song about "An"

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie

The master of this rap shit

An insane lunatic

An immoral immortal

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Its an imagination

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,