This is a song about "Martin is a coder"

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

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

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

This is a rap bout how real my life is

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

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

So take the stage just show me what you got

I set free like martin, the key to the lock