This is a song about "David amp amp amp"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

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

On trial for possession of some chronic

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

David is goliath slaying i was 5 stone lighter in the weighing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

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

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Amp up the meaning of words and crush time after time.

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

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