This is a song about "Alan davy"

Something wicked this way come

So slim davy please call up your mum

We're malcolm and davy, we make the fucking rules

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

No not eminem this is fucking slim davy

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

With all the sick things ya saying, i'll take you and slim davy.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin

Davy, send him in, tear you from limb to limb

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

So slim davy throw me the tape