This is a song about "March"

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

#right #see, #i'm #pisces, so i'll #march till i'm #ghost,

You in the past me and future on the same watch

She found out about april, so she chose to march

Ummnow i dun been around the world

March first was simply the worst

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

So let’s stand strong, march on, and we take ‘em on,

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

I still march on, stand strong, rage and i give ‘em hell

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,