This is a song about "Serena williams"

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

The dream of martin luther king can be put on hold

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

It's no longer a new jack city

Prince williams ain’t do it right if you ask me

Jim jones '14, you would think we pick-pocket,

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that