This is a song about "So done"

Before you become so well-done, his praise is seldom

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

I'm done, so mad at you that i don't wanna say goodbye

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come

Before you become so #well-done, his #praise is seldom

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

Well, my plans are done so put a bullet through my head, yes im dead.

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

The situation was vague, but it was so that my aunt has done her business and came

I get it, this man done, so get the fuck up out my section

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

We are so done, you stupid cretin/

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them