This is a song about "March"

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat

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

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

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

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

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

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

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

She found out about april, so she chose to march

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

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

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard