This is a song about "Mark lancaster"

Million, maybe, question mark that

She was wet off the bat

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Like a small garage in your backyard

Rapping bout things that leave mark

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Missed the mark so nearly, clearly and sincerely

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

Slinking through crowds of probable possibilities, sizing my mark

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

All you need is a little spark to make your mark

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Before you receive a hit, mark it down.