This is a song about "Your done"

Like you will be when you're done with me, take you out your misery,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Stop tryin to harvest your crop its done, its dead

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Last sigh expressed on why was it done but your fucking dead!

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

I done your mom whats wrong you just found out she can suck a dong?

I'm a son of a gun

Done looked what they've done

Its a home run, your domes done, go home son

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

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

Fuck it im just done with trying, im so tired of all your lying!

Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting