This is a song about "Don t feel sad"

The door crack, niggas all black

But actually i am sad

That's word to my mom

Since i was killed by the don,

We in the mob im the don,

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

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/

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

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

You make me feel sad about everything i ever had

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

We came.. way too far pretty baby

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.