This is a song about "An"

An insane lunatic

Another love song about shit

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

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

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

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

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Lady at the frank stand will

An immoral immortal

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Just an alert of an amber