This is a song about "I m done with you boy"

You with a sword cut you into pieces then pray to jesus. boy i say bye, lie,

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

I fuckin placed you in boy, so stop playin with yo' toy, you'll have time to do that

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

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

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

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

I done with your out the game,

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

To make karma come faster than she normally will

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

You i saw you boy must admit

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

I'm done with thinking, i need more fixing

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping