This is a song about "Don t get tierd"

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

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

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Writing the illest rhymes to get the name big t out/

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

What is hittin' for

You don;t thin anymore

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy