This is a song about "Alex luther"

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

The dream of martin luther king can be put on hold

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

With a mu'fuckin' dream, like i'm martin luther king

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

I know that i would do that for malcolm x and luther king,

When he told martin luther king junior

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see