This is a song about "Our"

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

When you ask for our help it will be our payback

I see our lives faded, as we search for our david/

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Guess our trends dose and our melodies closure

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Our love was still there but our minds were lost

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Selling us our own chains. confuse our wants with our needs,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Celebrated , there we put our

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

... that our existence is troubled

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust