This is a song about "Done loving you"

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Loving you is clouding my head

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

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

Never meant to make your daughter to cry

Done with you motherfuckers, i'm gone, good-bye/

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Is that all you got for loving is ya family for fucking

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

But here's news for you fucker that cannot be done

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

I thank you lord for everything that you have ever done,

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Say what? you thought that i was done?

What’s done is done, and dunn you get what you got coming

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing