This is a song about "Tha don killuminati makaveli"

Seein' dreams in they sleep

I relinquish tha seat

Like makaveli i hit 'em up, so stay low key,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Would look at us all the time

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

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

While n tha kitchen i bruse caine

My buzz is like cocaine

J cole, don trip, drake, big sean

It's the don rapping at the dawn

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,