This is a song about "Baby don t worry"

Hopin' that my niggas see

But no need to worry

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

We in the mob im the don,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Back when mama didnt have to worry

You don;t thin anymore

Mirror mirror on the wall

Hating the picture in the mirrorthey claim we inferior

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Don't worry baby i aint never gonna cheat,

20 racks really thats sneaker money

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t