This is a song about "Don t go"

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

We in the mob im the don,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

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

That's what rains for

You don;t thin anymore

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

Since i was killed by the don,

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