This is a song about "David do"

And we must do what we gotta do

I'm tryna stay with you, lay with you

Love is gonna get you

What the fuck do i do

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

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

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

Bitch, do what you gotta do.

When i get to warwick avenue

Imma do me and do what i gotta do,

See you was there every year when i needed you