This is a song about "Please don t cry"

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

Since i was killed by the don,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

But please don't cry, dry your eyes, that's misdirected,

You're very attractive, and notice that

It's the don rapping at the dawn

I get slight work like big sean

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

We in the mob im the don,

Only time don 'burns rubber' is when...

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,