This is a song about "An"

Call an investigation!

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Just an alert of an amber

I got something you've been waiting for

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

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I'll be like an adult fulfilling an addict' s dying need

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend