This is a song about "Breaking up and moving on"

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

Moving on to better things, to better us, it better bring

Irate and impregnate, too late i'm breaking down

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

And i know your hearts breaking and it sucks huh

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

She floating round winners, now your bitch you losing

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

First off congratulations on the win

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Breaking molds that grow on the inside of eyelids

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles

Trying to get back to this thing called love

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong