This is a song about "Lex luther"

You niggas is anything, my bitches get everything

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

I'm gettin' vexed to shoot ya, so fly, bring it, lex luger,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Back to lex luger, you are not a crip tonight,

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

I know that i would do that for malcolm x and luther king,

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Police searchin up my lex over who's petrol

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,