This is a song about "A moving van in the driveway on the second day"

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

But like the sun in a foggy day

Change the pace in which we moving give them something

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

Gettin pissed on the nite time and stoned in the day

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Second i get in the booth,

Me and you at the beach on a bright and sunny day

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

They're still hustlers on the fast track moving asap kid,

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

I'm planting c4 in the back of a delivery van

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

To understand this, that's if you're the man in, wait a second, i meant that