This is a song about "An"

Then you should shut up an sit an listen

They say that karats help your vision

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

I'll bust then i'll run an,

An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

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

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

Call an investigation!

What up girl, tell me how you been

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

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

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

Got me rushed to the station

An unofficial relation