This is a song about "Don trip"

The dead society of a poet

Soo be ready for a painful trip.

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

Then take a little road trip

With g's in my pocket

But see i planned a trip

Some of the fat dick, nigga dont trip

So i banged for a minute

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

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

I hope you don seen i just killed this shit

We in the mob im the don,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Ramadan, i’m the don of the diamond jewels

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love