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

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

He's in the books he's in the cites

And picture me rollin

Knocked out in the lunch in

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

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

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

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

The realist in the game

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

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

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

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