This is a song about "He dont"

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

Dont fall in love dont move on,

Some niggas ain't got no luck

And i dont give a fuck

South beach fountain blue

I dont understand you,

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

These nigga want pad on his hand but he dont know his motherland

He will show you everything but dont want you to be better than him

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

So the ones eye has freak don't run

So dont call me karen,

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

My cousin dont get me hard,