This is a song about "David lu"

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

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

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

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

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Knew you who threw du ewe yu due que crew true u two drew u lu rue

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

Uh, david chaff be getting on the mic bitch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

Yo it's lu, and the rap shit is flowin' through his veins,