This is a song about "Life goes on"

Every since then our whole city been horrible

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

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

Lucky seven probably poppa

New message from mom

Man it goes on and on

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

She goes on in, walks into his home,

' alright, already, the show goes on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

So here it goes every day life makes you think twice

Santana, zeke the kufi poppa

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

' alright, already, the show goes on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong