This is a song about "Don t get to close"

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Ive come *this* close to snapping

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

You get close but no cigar

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.

Beautiful are thou, africa

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

Summertime in the city

But i wanna get ya close to me