This is a song about "Moveing on"

Pay dues like a hair salon

Feel your chest on top on

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

They pick on him and step on him

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

My sim card's the bomb

Feel your chest on top on

That's word to my mom

Aight, keep going, on and on

Your on fire.. your on fire

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

I'm on deck i'm up next

Relying on myself

New message from mom

Try not to lead her on