This is a song about "Dylan lewis"

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Plan to get rich is going without a hitch,

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Restrained as david ayer's training day, pavin' ways, makin' change

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

They left daniel alone to fight with the lions

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

And dont expect to breath when i grapple

My name is david fridman and i like to rap this rap is tight

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.

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

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Snitches in ditches with stitches will hitch hike so listen bitch,

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge