This is a song about "Done with you"

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

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

You thought that i was done with completely being an ass? please

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

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

Is not far from white girls with big bread

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Once i'm done with you, you'll be long forgotten

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

Like you will be when you're done with me, take you out your misery,

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

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