This is a song about "March"

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

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

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

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

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

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

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

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

She found out about april, so she chose to march

You in the past me and future on the same watch

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

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

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