This is a song about "Come on"

And he still ain't finished? (come on!)

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

I'll come up on yo porch, knock on your door

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

You will smell me when i reek, of confidence cause come on

Come on you cant bullshit a bullshitter

Growin up all i wanted was a father figure

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

"malcolm come on man, lay off"

Eating on that pussy they all come around

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

Mama made her pretty

Come on girl won't you love me

Come on just "take a hit"/

You, you, you have to pay for that