This is a song about "Mark alan"

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Missed the mark so nearly, clearly and sincerely

Million, maybe, question mark that

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

All you need is a little spark to make your mark

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Make your mark all over the town

Then get out your seat and jump around

From the time that you stole my heart

All you need is a spark two make your mark

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

You bite my lip cause you like to leave your mark,

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Mark my words, better die off fighting/