This is a song about "Mike davis"

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

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

This is what its like when im spitting on the mike

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

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

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

I'm spreadin' to all the crews back, peace harry mike,

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

Dc has never seen such progress