This is a song about "Don t known"

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

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

I am known for my mystery

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I swear these bitches look up to me like i'm doing here

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

Since i was killed by the don,

That's word to my mom

We in the mob im the don,

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

It's the don rapping at the dawn

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn