This is a song about "Life moving on"

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

And getting money is the song i sing

Losing decisions of life easily, now i'm moving on steadily, heavily, drugged out,

Knife em no lifer you a triffler i am out tell em sumping they know nothin about

He gave me a knife, offered me a new preposition on life,

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Life on a platter, life looking dapper

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

When life is too good to carry on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

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

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

Man fuck these hating ass bitches i'm gone

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Put that on everything these other bitches anything

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