This is a song about "Martin devine"

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

My design so devine

Lady g, willy b in time

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

I see people like martin n' x

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

These days we praise martin

Catch you up on places i've been