This is a song about "Samuel lewis"

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

Waiting to be read, you got me off of my hook,

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

His name is david carradine, he died terribly

Yo, not your everyday john locke, i'm on top,

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

I cant stop im like a ship without an anchor

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

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

The killer clown john wayne gacy jr. painting

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

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