This is a song about "Frank delciampo"

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

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

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

I would ask who's frank she would say one of my new crew mates with a new face

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

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

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

How many times you lied, come on be frank

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank