This is a song about "Aint been done"

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

I'm done with this i've been typing too long

There state of mind, delirious, once done aint no curing this,

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

I rap i know i aint half bad right? but how many niggas you done clapped

My drive is like no one

Done looked what they've done

I never chose rap, i guess it chose me, im done with this bitch ass, he aint no mc.

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Ive been hit knocked down, done came up and aint shit changed

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

I don't trust no one

Mean it this time we're done.