This is a song about "Make my move"

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

My words move like soldiers, my hidden legions/

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

I make a move but she doesn't wanna do it

Don't make a move, cops won't approve!!

Now concentrate until you get the juice

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Make yourself hard to predict move in serpentine,

Niggas die over shoes

About to make his move

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

So its time to make the big move

Impossible to think when everything rushes me to make a move

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

But my dad didnt make it

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit