This is a song about "Hunter martin"

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

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

A dope rapper i'm a hunter in this place, a wonder in my case

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

The dream of martin luther king can be put on hold

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Dexterity size of martin

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

These days we praise martin

So now she picks up the gun

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,

Martian oh hi there hows martin, i'd like to say i'm a gentleman quite charming

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring