This is a song about "Anne frank"

But now to me frank honestly

I’m tryna be low key

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

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

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

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

You even lied to me that your name was frank

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

How many times you lied, come on be frank

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

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