This is a song about "David garcia"

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

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

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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

Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame

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

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

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook