This is a song about "Anne frank in the holocausr"

You even lied to me that your name was frank

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

The realist in the game

Things'll never be the same