This is a song about "Life goes on"

To say life goes on, now they're counting money on the table

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

The fucked up shit that goes on in my brain

So much to say a scrabble game

And sometimes i write about when life goes good

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Move on, life goes on, so let's keep goin', momma

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

Jackson in the jacket show goes on without the racket

There goes the light of your lantern, your life taken by saturn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern