This is a song about "An"

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

Just an alert of an amber

You is not hip then i can not coach her

I'm watching the berrics getting head from someone's parent

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

This should be illegal man

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

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

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Its an imagination

She all on my skin

These shows be packing tight

Anorexics an apatite