This is a song about "An"

Then you should shut up an sit an listen

Just to match the grind with precision

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

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

I'll bust then i'll run an,

Live my life through some film, man

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

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

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

Just an alert of an amber

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

She all that i can handle

An immoral immortal