This is a song about "Goes on"

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

Shredding lines like it's a crime, on my stack goes your spine,

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

He goes to school with the same thing on is mind

' alright, already, the show goes on

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

But that's the way it goes when you're raised on ghetto streets,

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head

Everything that goes on is unconstitutional

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

On poetry of rap i towed on the flow he goes

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows