This is a song about "Frank ocean"

Y'all can keep all the trophies get at kim and i'm fine

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

Lyrical ocean big spit lyrics in slow motion

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Layed in the middle of the ocean and

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Spaced out in an ocean,

You're uncool like my mother kin

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

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

And eternally take his weight and leave it in the ocean

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

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