This is a song about "Jelani gordon martin"

Something wicked this way come

These days we praise martin

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

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

You know...you know who you are

When he told martin luther king junior

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

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous