This is a song about "Dave smith"

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Don't need no smith & wesson, got my fists for weapons

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

What else do we got dave?

Ben stiller, zoolander, same face

Til you realize that even dave letterman

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit