This is a song about "Don t you worry"

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

She prefer the dutty wine

And everybody's having sex

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

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

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo

Yer dont worry im not talking to you

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

I got to make sure that i can play here

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