This is a song about "I go"

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

Then to try to chase these men

See there i go again

I go through phases of violence

It's moe, all i need is more chips

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop

I go in i go hard i go ham, i don't stop

Start bringing a knife, everywhere that i go

I make you feel like it is 10 below

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Every night i go to bed,

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I go for my personal best

I started to beg "no, please let go"

Ran outside to see the big show