This is a song about "Making moves"

Yeah, that there is a fight in itself

I just play my part make moves like kells

Bun b, i’m underground king

A ghetto in the making.

Whatever it takes to live and stand

Making me smile (making me smile------) can't

I hope you listening to my lyrics and it moves you

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

While im in the making

I do the right thing

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

I make the moves, that's why i'm rhyming illegally with dynamic funk,

But hows that gonna work out if you ain't tryna make moves?

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth