This is a song about "An"

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

Told ya i’m focused man

Showin of your ass an

You're uncool like my mother kin

Call an investigation!

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

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

An immoral immortal

And even buy you a bottle

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

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,