This is a song about "An"

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Then you should shut up an sit an listen

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

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

An immoral immortal

As i light one for ill will

An insane lunatic

Contributing the real shit

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

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him