This is a song about "An"

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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

What you talking about? lil man

Showin of your ass an

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

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

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

Just an alert of an amber

She should have invited her

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an