This is a song about "An"

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

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

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

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

Catch you up on places i've been

Call an investigation!

Now move back over here to the right

Anorexics an apatite

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie