This is a song about "Mlk jr"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

I get my cake; i love hip hop

From the bottom to the top

And then i saw the red,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Teen rapper admired , feeling flattered cause i'm living..

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

What up girl, tell me how you been

Get on my level son

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Lessen the lesson to keep the adolescent

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I may be underage but i'm bankrupting all these pubs