This is a song about "Grant martin"

The dream of martin luther king can be put on hold

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Grant me three wishes and i'll diss three bitches but first is you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Two reflections into one

These days we praise martin

We're like martin and gina

Oh yeah, pops got a visa

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

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

I set free like martin, the key to the lock