This is a song about "Ryan and david"

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

My name is david fridman and i like to rap this rap is tight

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

David is goliath slaying i was 5 stone lighter in the weighing

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

David blane blame game, bitches want a magic trick

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

This aint a song its a warnin to brooke, hogan and david cook

Carolina where i made it from

Down the ryan, in a scion

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

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

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage