This is a song about "David sucks"

Double m self made we forever rich

Uh, david chaff be getting on the mic bitch

No one seems to understand my struggles, troubled and it sucks,

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Rhyming way too much, god this rap sucks

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

After i axed the guy who asked why my rappin' sucks.

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

With a succubus who don't bust, she simply sucks,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Where the black girls get their weaves back

That's why it sucks so bad

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

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