This is a song about "Memories and moving on"

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

Send him the voicemail cause we all the way gone

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

They're still hustlers on the fast track moving asap kid,

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

Searching memories on my mind that i mindfully digest

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Reminisce on memories of the 80s' reaganomics,

I'm moving in for the kill, and i've got the trap set,

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Moving on so we can end the story soon