This is a song about "Don t touch the pipe"

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

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Bullets are drawn across 'n' cause don to drop in the misfire

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

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

And lettin her ride the pipe like a fuckin taxi

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

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

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

We in the mob im the don,

Angle these beats like a pentagon