This is a song about "Treyvon martin"

I see people like martin n' x

A coward dies a thousand deaths

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

These days we praise martin

We have nothing in common

Trayvon martin wore a hoodie and probably spoke ebonics,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

When he told martin luther king junior

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Getting gangahead in the ashton martin

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

I spend thousands on the shoes for the coupe it's nothing