This is a song about "It goes on"

Ain't no women at the shows

But, who knows, that's way it goes

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

It's whack, it just goes an attacks on the safety measures we lack

She's bad and she knows

That's just life, how it goes

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Im about to spit oh shit girl here it goes,

When you took my hand up so calm

Man it goes on and on

But also when to stroll, i know how it goes,

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

But i guess this my life story and that's how it goes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose