This is a song about "Its time to move on"

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

She wanted me to move on as quickly as i possibly could.

Im always on the move,

High as shit, i’m in a booth

To an all time high so now i'm guessing thats its time,

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

Its time to celebrate

She self made, i'm self made

Now she take advantage of your ass telling u to move on

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Its time for you to awake

Play this shit while you contemplate

Still move on that time has passed

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Then some lady named billie holiday

Wake up, move on. nothing left to say