This is a song about "Mr david"

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

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

Mr. prezy, where head be

Chillin' with homies and family

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

Boy, you can’t tell me a damn thang

Mr mathers is the man

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Aka mr. louisiana.

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa