This is a song about "An"

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

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

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

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

We don't want an explanation, make an annotation to help you

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Just an alert of an amber

Doctor made her fatter

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

Pushing in my mama van

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

You can choose to be an enemy or an allie

An unofficial relation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation