This is a song about "An"

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

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

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

They be like damn

I'll bust then i'll run an,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

Poke out from behind her

Just an alert of an amber

An unofficial relation

That bitch trippinpromise retaliation