This is a song about "Mark akins"

Watch out for my diacritical mark.

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

I ain't hiding, y'all ain't riding

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

I hit you (bonk) then i'll lark as i mark my dock

So rest your weary heart

Rapping bout things that leave mark

Before you receive a hit, mark it down.

Cause everytime you come around

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

So agressive they were, they'd diss you, leavin' you wit' a mark//

Unless you make a mark on the calendar,

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger