This is a song about "March"

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

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I stand by you, i'mma tell you stand strong and march on,

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

She found out about april, so she chose to march

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

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

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

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

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

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

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