This is a song about "An"

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

An unofficial relation

Or babies they raisin

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

An immoral immortal

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Catch you up on places i've been

Call an investigation!

I got something you've been waiting for

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,