This is a song about "Mark melinyshyn"

We dig the plot and never bury pot

I hit you (bonk) then i'll lark as i mark my dock

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

A mark on my fucking heart go ahead

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

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

All you need is a little spark to make your mark

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Before you receive a hit, mark it down.

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Young money motherfucker we the shit

Mark it, raise the price an charge it