This is a song about "Don t mess"

We in the mob im the don,

When you took my hand up so calm

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

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

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

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

It's the don rapping at the dawn

December 4th a star was born

Miss hard working, shit spurt mess.

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

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

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