This is a song about "March"

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

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

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

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

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

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

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

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

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

She wanted to fight at first

March first was simply the worst

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

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