This is a song about "An"

Boy in a flash its like you start to replace him

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

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Just an alert of an amber

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

She all on my skin

Call an investigation!

$100 measles man, issue me with ego man

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an