This is a song about "Second round"

Keep the party turned round

Now that's six cops found on that ground

Big and full of frights, in carts going round and round

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

I feel the world go round n round

To come and change my life around

I drive that all around

Its funny how it swaps round

She wasn't faithful, always out creepin' round

Then get out your seat and jump around

Of objects in the distance going round and round

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

It starts to go downhill by 9.8 meters per second per second

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent

Findin myself thinkin of you every second

Like a passenger on 9/11, please go find a reverend