This is a song about "Mark stef rob mg dan nick"

Yeah hail mary full of grace

Dan ghostt, i'm back with no trace,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Yo, big rob you ready?

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

Young bloods really hate school but they study to rob

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

We never tattle, let god handle that

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

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

So agressive they were, they'd diss you, leavin' you wit' a mark//

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Rapping bout things that leave mark

Watch out for my diacritical mark.

A working genius, a work of art