This is a song about "March"

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

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

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

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

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

Smoke ? you know it taste good

March first was simply the worst

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

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

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

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

Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

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