This is a song about "Martin luther king junior"

Dexterity size of martin

I want to fight the music on this one

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

The undeniable rise of a king

We no longer close or nothing

I know that i would do that for malcolm x and luther king,

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something