This is a song about "Ian tan"

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan

What you talking about? lil man

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan

Delicate little tan girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Anyone around me will get burned and get some tan lines

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

In the sun cause i don’t tan, i burn, blood clot

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

I'm travelling with fallacies like tan chicks rep the beach

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

You say the art's dying, nah brother buy an album, the plan

Yea i have a bad bitch a real nice caramel tan