This is a song about "Don t be fooled"

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Fooled forced to to be ruled by pigs stuck in rainy weather

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

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

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

We in the mob im the don,

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

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

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill