This is a song about "Done with pressure"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

I lost my mind and went paranoid with pressure

I think she's probably done with boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Fuck it bitch, i'm done with you.

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Fuck it i'm done with this beat

Straight g thing, double m g thing

He's probably done with breathing.

I'm done with thinking, i need more fixing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

I'm done with this fuckin chump

This how i hear it different

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

When i'm done with you, you will notice who has the skill