This is a song about "David you re garage"

I need a 17 car garage

You pull up in parking lots

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

From products that are worse than garbage behind the garage

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

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

Looking through the window from my cold floored garage

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Lil prps like 3 digits