This is a song about "David you re garage"

If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

And my grandmother dying

And garage for what i'm driving.

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

That they gotta tell me how to live my life

Go run to your garage and grab you wife.

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

Garage open, this moment is golden

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best