This is a song about "On on"

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on

Few chips, i get out n' spray

Shifting on and on through the grey.

You cant grab on whats on the news

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

We can never be friends

Relying on myself

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Your on fire.. your on fire

Try not to lead her on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

I could go on and on and on for hours,

Pay dues like a hair salon

Before my time pasted on