This is a song about "An"

An immoral immortal

She all that i can handle

Then you should shut up an sit an listen

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

It ain't where i been

Call an investigation!

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

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

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

An unofficial relation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation