This is a song about "David brown"

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

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

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

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

They claim it as their own, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

Cause everytime you come around

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

Don’t mean i ain't ‘posed to take you down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Later on in his life he graduates from brown