This is a song about "David almond"

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

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

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

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

My name is david fridman and i like to rap this rap is tight

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

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

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

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