This is a song about "Martin"

We're like martin and gina

Tequila hit me like a nina

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

Dexterity size of martin

Flyer then the rest of them

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

I pop one, you pop one

These days we praise martin

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Martian oh hi there hows martin, i'd like to say i'm a gentleman quite charming