This is a song about "Now i am done"

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

But now i realize it completes who i am.

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

Now here i am three months later, full blown relapse

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

Where i am now i wont stop until i off your

Now that am no longer b i g

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Now i got em on they toes cause my flow hotter

Now i am a monster, your rhymes are worth a dollar

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Now sing with me: i am gonna cut my wrists

I am not loving my financial sitch right now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

I just tell cj keep on rollin’ that's my shorty

I guess now i'm done telling this story,