This is a song about "Anne frank"

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

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

About disaster in the world and

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But now to me frank honestly

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

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

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

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

How many times you lied, come on be frank

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty