This is a song about "Remy martin"

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

These days we praise martin

I see people like martin n' x

A coward dies a thousand deaths

With a mu'fuckin' dream, like i'm martin luther king

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

So i gotta pitch them this, for a better outcome

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

Dexterity size of martin

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

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