This is a song about "Do not enter"

You not all that--i do not listen to the radio

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

You do not diss us, to warn we we're not insult takers,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

My shirt, purple label my shirt

While i'm here screaming do not disturb

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

You simply do not possess this miracle pinnacle

Do you, not youtube

I must go like fly route

Do it now, lets not be late

We both had dreams of being great

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Do me a favor man, let's not pretend

Do not be afraid not even to show your nationality

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money