This is a song about "Mark b"

Imma take over new b

They say nothings ever free

See, and now life seem hard

Rapping bout things that leave mark

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

Place a certain exclamation mark,

Third ward general, young cash money

Rap is music with real substance b

Bait baby, wait baby

First name dizzy last name b

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

In the midst of a fire pit

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

A mark on my fucking heart go ahead