This is a song about "Frank sinatra"

My reflection contagious, i’m the messenger here

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

You even lied to me that your name was frank

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Cause i got the burner in the hand

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

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

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

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Celebrate the very day that she get past

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

But now to me frank honestly

Nothin sweet when i attend, see