This is a song about "Moveing on"

Why do i continue on

Angle these beats like a pentagon

When you took my hand up so calm

Aight, keep going, on and on

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

You cant grab on whats on the news

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Whole time, a little more girls

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

Feel your chest on top on

New message from mom

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Hop on him, like i'm buzzing on adrenaline/

Man it goes on and on

Full of shit, like i ate that john