This is a song about "Mark von frankenstine"

Don’t mean i ain't ‘posed to take you down

Make your mark all over the town

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

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

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

You will never leave your mark, use a coaster

Watch out for my diacritical mark.

Dear lord come save me, the devil's working hard

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

A mark on my fucking heart go ahead

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

Before you receive a hit, mark it down.

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town