This is a song about "Slim davy"

Only concern was the home that was close to him

Then when i finish up, i call in slim

But i'm not crazy as slim

Where god at? i need to call him

Reminder bitch its me not slim

If he keep going, pass the torch to him

We're malcolm and davy, we make the fucking rules

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

With all the sick things ya saying, i'll take you and slim davy.

Where your whereabouts baby? i care about you lady

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

While blastin' the slim shady

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

So slim davy, needle me

This is like riding through the city