This is a song about "An"

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

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Yo, fuck 2dopeboyz and fuck nah right

Anorexics an apatite

An unofficial relation

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Showin of your ass an

Life's about decisions man

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

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