This is a song about "Alex davis"

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

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

This is no trial, this a closed case

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

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

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

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

Thought this was forever love

Rip this is for you jordan davis

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

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love