This is a song about "Don trip"

I know the world been waiting for that

I hope you don seen i just killed this shit

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Im a don in this shit, yall kids

It's the don rapping at the dawn

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Floor seats at that wizards game

No set trip, no color claim

Since i was killed by the don,

Pay dues like a hair salon

When you took my hand up so calm

We in the mob im the don,

Take a trip as my words intertwine

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Fucking trippy trip, the fuck is this?

Go! you free to go about your business