This is a song about "March"

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

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

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

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

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

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

Before a nigga finish put in the work

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

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

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

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

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb