This is a song about "Aston martin"

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand

Cause i got the burner in the hand

These days we praise martin

If a nigga didn't fake like them

We're like martin and gina

Tequila hit me like a nina

Folarin said we 6 million and running

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,