This is a song about "Miss him n scared to move on"

Move from the past to the present on the train

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

Malia family, we the family

I said move on son, there ain't nothing to see

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

He just don't know the rap (g), please tell him, who is carl c, tell him not to miss with me

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Cuz i got so much weight on my shoulders i'm scared to fall,

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

How to show improve, so i move like a soldier move.

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

She wanted me to move on as quickly as i possibly could.

Time after time, again and again

Move from the past to the present on the train

At least he knew where to go and how to move on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong