This is a song about "David hayes"

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

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

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

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Uh, david chaff be getting on the mic bitch

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

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

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

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

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit