This is a song about "Done with you"

And i'll hit you with a rematch when im done touring

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

When im done with you youll be put in an insane asylum

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Hes done with you bitch ass, your last fish, worse than a bass, im sittin in class,

I am done with your bullshit now, as soon as we break up, you get with another guy

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

After im done with you your bones will be stringy

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

I'm ice cold like you when you was done with my heart, it's/

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

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

Cause maybe the devil son, shoot you with my semi-gun, your done.