This is a song about "Please don t die"

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

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

And i don't run counters no more

You don;t thin anymore

It's the don rapping at the dawn

Well, the club bout to hear this song

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

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

And please would you die already?

Look it something they can't ever see

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

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

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow