This is a song about "Done with fake people"

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

So done fucking breathing, so done with all this grieving

Seen you tryna switch it up but girl you ain't that dope

Period i'm done with being your emotional scapegoat,

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

I think she's probably done with boys

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Im destroying them all with one rap done

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

It's too much work to put up with so much fake,

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Seriously get out im done with you,

Completely done with the procrastinating,

And this will be the song that we sing