This is a song about "The show goes on"

Full of shit, like i ate that john

' alright, already, the show goes on

Man it goes on and on

When you took my hand up so calm

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

On poetry of rap i towed on the flow he goes

Illuminati in control vigilante on patrols philanthropists running the show ruining souls/

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

I follow wherever the heat goes.

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Oh hey, there goes my mind on the floor right beside you,

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

One time for the 305, though

I suppose it goes to show