This is a song about "Frank sinatra"

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

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

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

I just write that right by a mic stand

You even lied to me that your name was frank

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

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

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

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

But now to me frank honestly

Just to go to liv on a sunday