This is a song about "Marc"

Making our mark vol.1 coming soon

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

I top and outperform, screeching bones like a board and chalk

Slinking through crowds of probable possibilities, sizing my mark

Rapping bout things that leave mark

They don't hear the bark

I'll murk em like dirk nowitzki pullin the trigga from three

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Make your mark all over the town

I pray you send an angel down

Prop my verse/ so i can stop the curse and murk this child

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

You bite my lip cause you like to leave your mark,

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark