This is a song about "Mark suppelsa"

Trying to live life to the fullest and make my mark

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

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//

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Unless you make a mark on the calendar,

Slinking through crowds of probable possibilities, sizing my mark

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

From harkless, to mark best, we denounced the cult/

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

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