This is a song about "David ortiz"

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

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

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

And these artists don't need me they already rich

Uh, david chaff be getting on the mic bitch

Just call me david versus goliath

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

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

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

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

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side