This is a song about "David de wet"

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

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

People are starving, you talking bout balling

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

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

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