This is a song about "Going on"

It seems he's going on twitter inebriated

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

You don't know what's growing on me you don't what i'm going

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

When you took my hand up so calm

I don't know what the fuck is going on

I bet you've heard of things, about what's going on,

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

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Going on my own to play some basketball

Going hydro on the aftermaths

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Shawty can i taste you

On what we going through

Going to train on spiders

Call on one of your girls