This is a song about "Dj mark pantora on stage"

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

75,000 plus at the attendance at the grandest stage on em all

But i perfected my verses, and went out on stage

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Unless you make a mark on the calendar,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Leave my heart on stage when i hold a mic

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

I'll tackle fuckin' fans on stage, i spread lyrical cancer plagues,

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Puro corazón, two flags on stage everywhere i go.

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

Then when your on that stage and you here the crowd all shout

Gonna step on the stage, take the mic outta my hand?

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand