look it's da don makaveli the return of me top dog of my crime mob family look through my eyes to reveal the pain i see on the hit list of another Mafia family tree I'm the current Christ of this day and age read about my life whenever you turn the page affiliated with crime murders from my childhood rage killing all you suckers to collect my cash high on some chronic when i smoke your stash bullets through my head kept a friend in mind, for me to retailiate on the killing kind love in my life was always blind for women in my heart to always find a g like me just a lonely boss was pure in sight to the love they loss move out my way as I grab my oozie to spray fuck the law ,the judge, and the Dea I'm a move my weight regardless of what they say I hit ya life like time on a clock 24 hours in a day not giving you time to hit your knees and pray I'm like the reaper to come to take your soul away always been a thug in the streets of Souljas to my loyalty cause I hold a crown of cartel royalty if you lie or steal I'll put you to death under a blade, as i give the order to my men who are made stick your body on a hook froze just to eat, beat you to death then contribute the flesh of your meat feed your bones to the dogs like doggie treat no evidence found that you'd ever exist just the sound of my tongue as I devilly hissed look at my life as I still rise to fame glory goes to God for my alias name hallowed from the .380 bullet that took my brain created new flesh with my face from the past still being the same age to age but my love will remain cause this mentality of being the don will never change my trigger fingers happy to have murdered the blame makaveli Christ da Don One forever in da Game