This is a song about "Remy martin"

Roll up niggas be like sex

I see people like martin n' x

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

As long as we're cooperating with god

These days we praise martin

Two reflections into one

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

I try to tell them i'm one of the

We're like martin and gina

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Dexterity size of martin

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

The truth, with martin luther king at the cemetery,