This is a song about "David gervase"

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

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

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

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

Uh, david chaff be getting on the mic bitch

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

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

My name is david fridman and i like to rap this rap is tight