This is a song about "Don t about me"

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

You don;t thin anymore

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Shit, see that thing there was mine

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

Is written in our souls, africa