This is a song about "March"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

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

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

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

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

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

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

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

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

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

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

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

March first was simply the worst

I woke up screaming, fuck the world