This is a song about "Don t be a snake"

Im a don in this shit, yall kids

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

If haters are like lions be a t rex eating them up before u get ate

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Thing gliding like a f'n snake.

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

And i got a little big, keep it low key

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

Harlem shake? nah, i'm in harlem shaking awake

Easy as cake you are fake and hissing like a snake

Now worship me i'm a snake-goddamn allah!

I ain't being bootsycrusin' in a six-o impala