This is a song about "An"

Its an imagination

Go where you ain't been

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Anorexics an apatite

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

Money long from here to japan

An immoral immortal

Inhale my color purple

To mcs that don't rhyme good

An insane lunatic

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

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat