This is a song about "Done it"

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

1, 2, 3 people in 1, life for me, is it done?

Then just leave when it all done

Two reflections into one

And if it blast at ya chest, my nigga you are done

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

That rappers never done in they life, i don't get it

Done, what, finished it already

Look it something they can't ever see

Fuck it bitch, i'm done with you.

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Though he flow good i already out done it.

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket