This is a song about "March 9"

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

And i'mma show you how the south was won

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

She found out about april, so she chose to march

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

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

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

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

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

Lombardi time; dizee off that grime

Westside, bitch i run mine