This is a song about "Vans on"

Why do i continue on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

Hop on him, like i'm buzzing on adrenaline/

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

And just keep livin on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Goin off the wall like vans-

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Your on fire.. your on fire

All my shit designer

When you took my hand up so calm

Feel your chest on top on

Man it goes on and on

Pay dues like a hair salon

That's word to my mom

No point in hanging on