This is a song about "Goes on"

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

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

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

Dc ain't been this hot since ronald reagan made a killing

And i'mma show you how the south was won

' alright, already, the show goes on

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Wonder what goes on in my head, number 10 shows the last rapper is dead

On this new school of rappers, i will really go columbine

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

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

He goes away, i get up on my bed to resume, to spit till the hours ahead//

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

The fucked up shit that goes on in my brain