This is a song about "Matthew davis"

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

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

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

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

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

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

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

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

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Rip this is for you jordan davis