This is a song about "Qur an"

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

Anorexics an apatite

No one know what it's like

Just an alert of an amber

So that don't even matter

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

An insane lunatic

Still listen to big

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

You've got an appetite of an anorexic,

So if i talk down to a man

I'll bust then i'll run an,

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

I think one is an orphan. and one had an abortion