This is a song about "Don t be disrespectin the homies"

Back to times square...i got dimes here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Mobbing with the homies and family

And all women who had light features, see

Me love you long time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'm the nigga with the homies that be sellin' drugs

It's the don rapping at the dawn

You were right here all along