This is a song about "David and his house in turlock"

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

They giving pounds and that before get the money

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Until night falls and in his little box house he prays

His homie went to his house and opened the door

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

Then maybe have a couple babies live in a little house by the beach and

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

On the way to his house i got in the unlocked door and went straight to his room

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

Grow it in my red house

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

They hate on calipari, but i never seen the problem

Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,