This is a song about "Fan"

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang

U still think why u dont have any fan

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

"i'm your biggest fan" bitch shut the fuck up

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

I used to be a fan who yelled for slim shady

But my shit done hit the roof and the ceiling fan.

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

I'm no fan (double voice), i find perfections in imperfection

Yo bitch love me..... she my number one fan,.... uhh *meek mill*

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

Let's fuckin' picture it, shit's about to blast the fan

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

U still think why u dont have any fan

Lookin' like a nigga just left japan