This is a song about "Pussy nigka don t want war"

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

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

That's why you'll find her on the floor

You don;t thin anymore

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Since i was killed by the don,

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

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I'm spotted on different beaches, cohiba smoking reefer

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

It's check out time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

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

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill