This is a song about "Done with fake people"

Im destroying them all with one rap done

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Completely done with the procrastinating,

For the low that nine cheap

Fuck it i'm done with this beat

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

I get my paper, y'all just hate

We both met new people, some real some fake

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

With fake accounts,stop seeking fake help

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Done with the corny rhymes

I know about us white people and all the evil we've done,

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one