This is a song about "U don t care"

Should have never let me free/ filled with hate / evil doings on my plate./

Acting like u don't care acting like u ain't afraid ,cause u just don't know your death date

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

We in the mob im the don,

Pay dues like a hair salon

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Dont care about how much monopoly money u stash

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

It was plain to c she gave birth to a c-u-n-t

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain