This is a song about "Davy"

We're malcolm and davy, we make the fucking rules

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

The name is slim davy

Don't worry bout a thang baby

If a nigga didn't fake like them

So slim davy please call up your mum

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

So slim davy, needle me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

With all the sick things ya saying, i'll take you and slim davy.

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

No not eminem this is fucking slim davy

Davy, send him in, tear you from limb to limb

First off congratulations on the win

So slim davy throw me the tape

Somebody save me babe