This is a song about "Davis lunn"

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

And i got them gold bottles, first place

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Rip this is for you jordan davis

And i ain't never plan to be famous

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

We all dream one day we be kings and queens