This is a song about "Martin horiya"

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

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

These days we praise martin

Car seats got screens in them

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

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

The dream of martin luther king can be put on hold

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Tequila hit me like a nina

We're like martin and gina

These days we praise martin

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

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