This is a song about "Killing david"

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.

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

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

17. now i'm willing to get killing,

But he don't rule a thing

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame

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

Killing like every single beat,

The revolution will proceed