This is a song about "Me moving on with my life"

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

So i keep moving with my movements set in motion, knowing if i keep at it i'll be chosen,

Nigga, fuck the world

Keeping me moving forward

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

3 billion guys, competition keeps on moving

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

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

Reality of my life rise on the east with stars i align

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

I got blessed with immortality of my life

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

I get on with my life as a scientist,

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

Find me grinding, with j's on my feet word to miley cyrus.