This is a song about "Davy crocket"

Called life, happiness, liberty, freedom

So slim davy please call up your mum

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

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

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

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap

So slim davy, needle me

To them it's just a story

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The name is slim davy

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett