This is a song about "Money don t buy happiness"

We in the mob im the don,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

And levered your lives... with happiness!

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

That you don't buy my album, save your money yo do not invest

To convince you to buy

I'm the other guy

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

I wanted happiness but happiness never came

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

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

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her