This is a song about "Don t care no mroe"

She showed no lover's care, mauled like she was just cuttin' air.

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

No one seems to notice i doubt they even care,

Perfume everywhere, girls are everywhere

We in the mob im the don,

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I don't care about defeating me no more, i’m rapping you to reduce my pain, my sore,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

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

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Cause, i need that one good time

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

Then rap away as if there is no care in the world,