This is a song about "Mark my word"

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

My learning word process is still being continued

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

You'll never know the best of me, maybe if you listen to my spoken word

You slut, take my word, you gonna get raped/

And i feared that my fans say i failed

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

Every word out my lips, yes im honestly godless

Slinking through crowds of probable possibilities, sizing my mark

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

This for my niggas that really rap hard

Leave my mark, and be know as the patriarch.

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

My eyes automatically, locked on to her, no word of lie uh!