This is a song about "Don joey"

She was trapped like a cash strapped gambler, joey finally snapped…

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

I hope you don seen i just killed this shit

My gold rollie tell time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.

Beautiful are thou, africa

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

Carlcee, lexiee, mindvoid, don, i'm not even through

I only got four minutes

Im a don in this shit, yall kids

We in the mob im the don,

Pay dues like a hair salon