This is a song about "March"

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I stand by you, i'mma tell you stand strong 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

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat

Riding that big body, shorty be hitting the curb

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

March first was simply the worst

Nigga, fuck the world

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

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

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

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

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