This is a song about "March 9"

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

Got four underneath the old-school as well

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

I need it my way, i need 9 trays

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

Promise me you won't step out of line

Livin on a yacht yeah maritime

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

Shit man guess we dreamt too much,at least we didnt clutch and just leave and march

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

March first was simply the worst

I stand up for my rights and march, oh these people judge,

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