This is a song about "Alex davis"

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

Rip this is for you jordan davis

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

I get that work from my face

Ill have miles davis come from the grave