This is a song about "Martin luther k"

K family, billionaires

Roll up niggas be like sex

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

While we sweating you dripping wet from what your body spill

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

These days we praise martin

Drive a hard bargain

J k, im just a joker

See, i like the person that you are

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Tequila hit me like a nina

We're like martin and gina

So a-k to your brain, and you ooz-ing

Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing