This is a song about "Robots don t smoke"

What is hittin' for

You don;t thin anymore

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I'm talking ambition, i could spell it for you

Carlcee, lexiee, mindvoid, don, i'm not even through

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

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

People know not but still they grind and work like robots,

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

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

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

And the wrong time