This is a song about "Motion"

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

I've broken your motion and i'm holding the moment

That gets all these bitches startled in motion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Fuckin with my emotions while we fuck in this motion

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

More like dick perpetual motion

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

With the finest logic set in motion a plot with televised optics

No intention to motion as the ocean flows

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

In slow motion for the cause. pause.. forward.. fuck!

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

"what seems to be the commotion? easy with ya motion!

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim