This is a song about "That maria marshall"

Tell me that you call that rapping

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Marshall, come on we'll watch the game, it's the cowboys and buccaneers

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

The best part about me is i am not you, i'm me, i'm the fire marshall and this is my/

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

Like slim shady, or eminem, or marshall

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Be like the fire marshall and shut it down

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

But there is only one like maria willoughby, my mother.

We bustin' at your spot marshall/

She grabs the yellow bottle

Nothing that stands out nothing that shines

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines