This is a song about "Here we go again turn up"

You dont owe me, now here we go go, go

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

Now what was the chorus boy, fuck ya here we go

Here we go faggots, this rap is the rapture

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

You dont owe me, now here we go go, go

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

Here we go, i'm in the show, haters can go and blow

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Not now/ not here/ this isnt where we go our seperate ways

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

Ugh, here we go again, rapping in west sydney we bring the pain.

Yo, okay here we go.

Ha, in your loophole though