This is a song about "David alan"

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

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

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

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

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

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

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