This is a song about "Continue"

I don't think kid would miss me, just continue with his day

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

See me you know you're done but you continue to run/

Every woman that know us think uzoma my cousin

Go continue staring at the sky,dream of expensive cars

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Now i'm grown up, anger passed and i'll continue my chapter

Then they continue working, forgetting all their fears

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

The noise became over whelming for him to continue on to bare,

Bystanders continue their buzz why worry about those hoes

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows