This is a song about "March 9"

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

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

From hollywood to the hood

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

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Be a soldier, march on, leave those fuckers in the dirt,

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

I need it my way, i need 9 trays