This is a song about "Martin frobisher"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

I pop one, you pop one

These days we praise martin

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

We're like martin and gina

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

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

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

When he told martin luther king junior

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

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

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous