This is a song about "Mlk jr"

Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Well you gotta know baby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

I'm scary aren't i son

White with a badge or anyone

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

I'm quite the adolescent specimen doper than mescaline

And then along came the wrong man for her

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper