This is a song about "Life goes on"

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

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

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

But that's the way it goes when you're raised on ghetto streets,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

I live my life in tha fast lane

The fucked up shit that goes on in my brain

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

On poetry of rap i towed on the flow he goes

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

Lucky seven probably poppa

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

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