This is a song about "Don t fuck with"

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

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

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

But most of the time

Yeah, the sex in the sack

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

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Not relying on the light no more

You don;t thin anymore