This is a song about "On"

Pay dues like a hair salon

Feel your chest on top on

Feel your chest on top on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

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

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Feel your chest on top on

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

My sim card's the bomb

Why do i continue on

Relying on myself

I think you and your friends