This is a song about "Matthew fowler"

We're like martin and gina

Yeah, one time for the

My talent should take me places i've never been

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Racial divisions is contradicting martin luther's vision

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

When it's all said and done

These days we praise martin

The dream of martin luther king can be put on hold

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Cold world no blanket son

These days we praise martin