This is a song about "Martin devine"

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Got a dream like martin, and i must see it be complete/

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

I'm a son of gun

These days we praise martin

With a mu'fuckin' dream, like i'm martin luther king

So they quote me and love me like i’m a poet or something

And now these hoes are on my line

My design so devine

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I see people like martin n' x