This is a song about "An"

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Felling an enemy

Hey, must be the money

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Then you should shut up an sit an listen

Its an imagination

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

Playboy, i don't own that man

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit