This is a song about "Don t kick"

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Of impactful things one can ask for

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

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

Said "how?" "don't trip," but, yo, the trick is wrong

It's the don rapping at the dawn

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

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

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

The third one is mixed, white and black

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

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

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Until the end if time