This is a song about "David spade"

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Uh, david chaff be getting on the mic bitch

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

This flows dead should of had a spade to dig the diamond,

When i saw that 28 to put me in and out of state

I'd rather be blind and dig my grave with a spade

Got my first job getting treated like a slave, with a hard hat hard boots bucket and a spade,

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

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

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

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

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page