This is a song about "Frank fincher"

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

And i ain't trying to land

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

But my plan is to show you that i understand

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

How many times you lied, come on be frank

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

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

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

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

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

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

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

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