This is a song about "Don t be rac"

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

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

So pay the cost to be the boss or pay the don respect

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Only time don 'burns rubber' is when...

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

It's the don rapping at the dawn

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

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

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap