This is a song about "Frank reed"

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

He wares a linen cloths and a pair of reed sandals

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

I be gettin' money

But now to me frank honestly

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Freestyle natural like butch reed,blow your mind like a claymore

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

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

But my plan is to show you that i understand

You even lied to me that your name was frank