This is a song about "Frank delciampo"

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

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

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

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

How many times you lied, come on be frank

With such an ugly picture in it and

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

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

Tree those niggas, i'm a g to them cause the ogs here

But now to me frank honestly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You even lied to me that your name was frank

I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

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

Say she like my style but i talk too fast