This is a song about "David taylor"

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

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

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

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

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

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

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

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

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

Woah, just say yeah like yous a mufuckin taylor

My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears