This is a song about "Lyle davis"

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

Rip this is for you jordan davis

And i ain't never plan to be famous

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Go get the money out the safe

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop