This is a song about "Mark foster"

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Unless you make a mark on the calendar,

Escapin foster care.

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

All you need is a spark two make your mark

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

Slinking through crowds of probable possibilities, sizing my mark

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

All i know is i'm a problem child turned foster child

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

This summer gone be mine though