This is a song about "Done with it"

Fuck it, forget it, im done with all of you leave me alone,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

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

Fuck it im just done with trying, im so tired of all your lying!

Done with the corny rhymes

What we gotta do to survive

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I was done with the dissin, we told em where to stick it

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

So done fucking breathing, so done with all this grieving

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

That's it im done can't deal with this shit anymore

I sip the def ale with all the fly women

I just wanna leave fuck it i'm done