This is a song about "Christ on the move"

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

That ain't everyday low-level gangstas on stick and move,

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Mood constantly on the move

The sound was so vivid but i ignored his pleas and decided just to move on faster.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

So its time to make the big move

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Jesus christ, i'm breathin' life into the mic,

I figured out that it don't matter for real

Jesus christ, the king of these latter-day saints here

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

You need to keep the lights on, do what you have to, move to the beat of rocky theme song