This is a song about "You done"

It's now fucken done you lose

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Done with you motherfuckers, i'm gone, good-bye/

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

And if it blast at ya chest, my nigga you are done

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

Despite you and all the crap you've done you ain't number one

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

After im done with you, you be bleeding red,

You would've done the impossible one day

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

They like talking, its like gossip

You probably think i'm almost done but