This is a song about "Bad david"

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Uh, david chaff be getting on the mic bitch

It's all good, finna dog that

Times aren't always that bad

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

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

Why you treat them so bad

Sneak up on attack

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

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

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