This is a song about "Frank"

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

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

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

How many times you lied, come on be frank

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

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

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

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Tell these thots to go blow the frank

Enforce, i'm elegant and

But now to me frank honestly

Fuck fame, fuck money