This is a song about "An"

Felling an enemy

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

Got me rushed to the station

Its an imagination

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

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

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

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

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

And for miami i get an applause and an extra clap