This is a song about "Martin luthor king"

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

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Oh yeah, pops got a visa

We're like martin and gina

You should be running

And it smells like burger king.

Dexterity size of martin

Just a place that they can come

Think i’m bout to blow, they call me george from boston

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

The undeniable rise of a king

There ain't no telling

I'm feelin like a king,