This is a song about "Mark freeman"

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

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

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

All you need is a spark two make your mark

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Paid our prize tryna contrive with demons, to be a freeman

Yeah, they both got sillylil twist, i get silly

Missed the mark so nearly, clearly and sincerely

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Mark it, raise the price an charge it

Slinking through crowds of probable possibilities, sizing my mark

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

From harkless, to mark best, we denounced the cult/

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment