This is a song about "David gidlow"

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

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

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

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

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

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

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

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

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

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain