This is a song about "Frank sinatra"

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

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

But now to me frank honestly

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

About disaster in the world and

How many times you lied, come on be frank

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

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

But my plan is to show you that i understand

You even lied to me that your name was frank