This is a song about "Don t know the feel"

I'm the enron don, con more dollars than kenneth lay dreams

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

T-raw you don't know who you fucking with?

From the d-town to the dmv, got all these bad bitches

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Master big t with the fire it's astounding,

I'm just here to have a good time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

I'm just saying rap's dead when i'm not here

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

"don of war" what? it's more like the "don of suckin dick,

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump