This is a song about "Little david"

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

Their influence though, is so largely little

Into little minces

I swear ri got a hit with this

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

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

I turned into something they never became

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

Now im looking a little kids thinking what about the little kids

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

But as time passes i enjoy little