This is a song about "No sweat"

Don's body will wreck from drops of the soggiest sweat

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

But i won't break a sweat.

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

I don't know what happened next but i began to sweat.

Like they always say, blood, sweat and tears

See my jordans spark, you ain't got no airs

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

Gotta work now,sweat,and hustle for the bread

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation

Catch you up on places i've been

I dont sweat the hate, my sickness is ridiculous

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus