This is a song about "On it"

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I did it... its on me...

Money on call for when i need it

Then play you all my latest shit

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

I'll take your rhymes and chomp on it,then spit it back out and stomp on it

Making it happen, vegas on acid

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

My tracks stuck on replay, your button got dust on it

Did it all on my own

Be shy when we're all alone

Did it all on my own

Please sugar don't come alone

That's word to my mom

Man it goes on and on