This is a song about "Don t s"

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

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

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

Look, by the end of this song

It's the don rapping at the dawn

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

Since i was killed by the don,

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

You reflect in this heart of mine

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

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

Cause i've been sentthe heartz of men

We in the mob im the don,

When you took my hand up so calm