This is a song about "Don t fo"

Since i was killed by the don,

When you took my hand up so calm

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Should've played quarterack fo the chiefs

Planets? fo-times heavier than,

I'm so dapper man, funky fresh dapper dan

You don;t thin anymore

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

Packing that fo-fo, keep a snub nose by the shelf

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself