This is a song about "Jackson moving to san antonio"

So, i'm moving on to the next competitor to experiment like i've got a beaker.

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

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

I need the remedy, dont want to look like jackson

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

I'm low-income right now, i'm moving to a shotgun,

Moving to mars, i am, cause i already dominated earth/

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

I don’t rememder but i think there was antonio

Screw north west, i’m moving down to the south park, call me stan marsh/

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Playing the simple minded that's blinded by the pearly gates,

Cause i'm not about to sell me soul to live life moving like license plates

Like a myme trying to get his point across moving his lips.

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience