This is a song about "March"

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

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

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

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

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

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

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

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

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

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

#right #see, #i'm #pisces, so i'll #march till i'm #ghost,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

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

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