This is a song about "Rap is done"

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

I got a head gun for my own sun the one that is done

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

She cant explain no more she is done trying

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Well its done. its over. my wife is gone, she died.

But girl you got me open

I think this rap is done,

Or you can do better on some hate shit

This little creep done spit a weak rap called "fuck it"

Pass that, catch back, fast that

Baby all i do is rap

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Imma show you how this shit is done in 5th

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.