This is a song about "Ann frank"

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

. planck time, frank crime, feel the heat of a shanked rhyme

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

After a verse you’ll be turned to ashes like anne frank

Yeah, and i don't dance i just two step

Face white as frank white, y'all ready to die yet?

You stood me up and i understand

How many times you lied, come on be frank

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

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

Coaxin' our motions to frank ocean so you know it's real

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

But now to me frank honestly

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

All your wearing is your ann summers underwear,