This is a song about "Don t judfe"

Since i was killed by the don,

When you took my hand up so calm

Carlcee, lexiee, mindvoid, don, i'm not even through

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

Im a don in this shit, yall kids

We vegetables, on them record labels

Ramadan, i’m the don of the diamond jewels

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Kick in the door

You don;t thin anymore

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

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

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