This is a song about "Mario ervin"

Like the man in the cloud on mario,sorry hoe i just not feeling your sorry flow

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

She told me about lorenzo, mario

This for my niggas that really rap hard

We use to eat brownies and play mario cart,

Messing with 6 mario rappers on mushrooms

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

She wanna hop on top like a mario bro

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

Mario was a plumber

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

There will be no more mario, lorenzo or antonio