This is a song about "Beat goes on"

From the back seat, back seat

And when you spit on the beat,

He goes to school with the same thing on is mind

When it's repping time, i get on extra grind

Man it goes on and on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Probably modestly, spitting bodily harm on a beat

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Wack rappers... are a crime on the beat

' alright, already, the show goes on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

' alright, already, the show goes on

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong