This is a song about "Diss trak jacop mette martin lisebet"

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

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

Its easy on tv make them believe what they be seeing

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

Swear i'm trying to get through

I dont try to diss you

My hopes and all my wishes

You cant even write a good diss?

Forever faded, i know lucifer waiting

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches

Because this record is only to diss

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Got a dream like martin, and i must see it be complete/