This is a song about "Marcus aurelius"

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Up wake up marcus please i need you here right beside me,

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Hotter than camel toe on the first of august

Like fuckin marcus camby, i'm delonte west, lebron moms getting fucked

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

August and september, and by the start of october

Come august seventeen i'll be living the dream,

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

I made up my mind, on 24th august i was gonna tell her.

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

Are going to make me cross the border, to insanity to aurora columbine/

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine