This is a song about "Frank reed"

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

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel

Life is your only friend, one day you'll understand

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

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

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

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

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

If you ain't about money

But now to me frank honestly

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

You even lied to me that your name was frank

But the plan is to show you that i understand