This is a song about "Don johnson"

See, with you, i never see it wrong

It's the don rapping at the dawn

Who know this be the life that i really live

And i’m still alive, magic johnson arise

I hope you don seen i just killed this shit

The dead society of a poet

So tell me why are we at war

You don;t thin anymore

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

I'm don juan in this and when i've done won and shit

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

"don of war" what? it's more like the "don of suckin dick,

That's word to my mom

We in the mob im the don,