This is a song about "Life goes on"

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

' alright, already, the show goes on

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

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

Sometimes with what goes on down here i think he's just bored.

So here it goes every day life makes you think twice

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

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

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

The fucked up shit that goes on in my brain

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Most of you niggas don't give a shit where ya life goes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

' alright, already, the show goes on

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb