This is a song about "Marching band"

Bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch//

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

Marching in the streets singing " we shall overcome"/

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Man, your band is never flexible, like cars in traffic,

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

What up girl, tell me how you been

Yea i have a career stretching and its like a rubber band

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last