This is a song about "On and on"

Angle these beats like a pentagon

So let’s stand strong, march on, and we take ‘em on,

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

100 percent on everything and on my team

And tupac spit on their territory/

I just tell cj keep on rollin’ that's my shorty

Close my eyes and turn my headphones on,

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Dusted it off, and moved on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

And let the beat play

Live, and die, on this day.

I aim the knife and heap but i go on and on and on till i

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die