This is a song about "David myers"

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

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

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

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Uh, david chaff be getting on the mic bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Kill that nigga like i'm michael myers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years