This is a song about "Martin luther ki g"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

When he told martin luther king junior

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Third ward general, young cash money

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g

A douse you tried to stop me and you came close you tried to ki

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

These days we praise martin

I'm a son of a gun

But ion show no love g

So give it baby

Now that am no longer b i g

High heel wearer, hell of a body

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

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording