This is a song about "Don t be racist"

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

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

You don;t thin anymore

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

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

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

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

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

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

Top dropped down, black on black