This is a song about "Why don"

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Break it down one time

A kubali khan kinda don, choosing dudes to be done in

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

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

Bullets are drawn across 'n' cause don to drop in the misfire

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

I'm don juan in this and when i've done won and shit

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Don' try to diss me or i'll hurt ya.

They claim it as their own, africa