This is a song about "Mark reiland"

And her smile lit up the room

Making our mark vol.1 coming soon

A mark on my fucking heart go ahead

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Trying to live life to the fullest and make my mark

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

Rapping bout things that leave mark

Snitches here don't got no heart

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Missed the mark so nearly, clearly and sincerely

Place a certain exclamation mark,

See, where i come from is hard

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Unassisted when i write, mark twain eminem