This is a song about "Bad david"

I see our lives faded, as we search for our david/

My effort is contagious, so check this boa shit

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Like heisenberg, now we're breaking bad,

I'll fuck up more tricks than a crack-addicted david blaine/

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Restrained as david ayer's training day, pavin' ways, makin' change

I'll fuck up more tricks than a crack-addicted david blaine,

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame