This is a song about "March"

Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

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

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

I stand by you, i'mma tell you stand strong and march on,

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

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

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

She found out about april, so she chose to march

Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

Call me a product of my own damn hood

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,