This is a song about "Don t matter"

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

Yeah, the sex in the sack

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

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

Only time don 'burns rubber' is when...

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Ramadan, i’m the don of the diamond jewels

Shit i'm the the rapper

Or my parade for that matter

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine