This is a song about "Carol"

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

Our relationship was like a bad poem, robert frost

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Like the show the following? the part where joe carol dies?

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

So keep fronting till my peeps come

These days we praise martin

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

The dream of martin luther king can be put on hold

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Affectin' little kids when they hear us drop a poem,

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Boggled when you read a poem about me being bottled up